I’ve so many new responsibilities,
And the boss has new expectations,
And I’ll make more money, get so far ahead,
Ahead of that slow car ahead to catch the exit ramp,
And save myself a minute that I won’t enjoy later.
And I need more to do later,
Because I’m so Talented, Multi-Faceted, and Industrious,
So I never get to enjoy my friends, my life.
So much to do that none of it is done well at all,
Neither projects nor relationships…
Not even breakfast,
And I never had time to fall in love...
But there is no hurry with a needle and thread.
There is only slow and methodical,
Meditation and quiet concentration,
And poke a finger with the needle- stop.
Bite my lip. Breathe. Realign. Proceed cautiously.
There is only time... all the time in the world.
CM Shaw 2011
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