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I’ve been in the weeds with work and hardly able to catch my breath the past weeks upon returning home from our two-month sojourn. And it seems as if the world has sped up yet again, just in time for the fast moving holiday season that begins here in New Orleans end of October and goes all the way through Jazz Fest. Which means zoom – there it is.
So I’m trying to get my head around slowing down and I know it’s all the rage, but it don’t come easy. You know it just ain’t easy.
I met a guy who wants to do a co-blog with me – it sounds interesting. Tin is good one minute and a nutball the next – the age, they say. Tatjana is leaving for New York tomorrow and I have four days to think about work, Tin, reading, writing, exercising, and not to mention I am still catching up with friends.
I’d like to slow down – but whatyagonnado? – time is not necessarily on my side.
“Since time is the one immaterial object which we cannot influence–neither speed up nor slow down, add to nor diminish–it is an imponderably valuable gift.”
Maya Angelou