March 14, 2005

Brink

Caught between never ending bouts on various fronts in life's match, sometimes I can't help but wonder if one day I shall wake up and ask myself either who I am, or if I would have to teach myself how to breathe, how to slow down or how to do nothing at all? There is always one fire or another to fight, time that is almost never spent the way I want to spend it and a list of things to do that only keeps getting longer. The thing is, there should be at least one aspect of your life where you are willing to go to, maybe over too, the brink. Right now, I have none and I keep walking away from too many things way too many times.