Hey Busyness! You don’t own me!
Stop HUNTING me
Skillfully tracking me like prey you wish to devour
Pulsating Anxiety…I feel you
I feel you pounding like a hammer deep into my upper chest and throat
Deep Abiding Angst…I feel you
I feel you raging in the pit of my gut when the expected pace doesn’t rise to the internal demand
Deriving value from perfectionism and coming up empty
Replaying details missed
Inner dialogue cluttered with uncertainty
Analyzing every angle, every what if
WHY do you haunt me!
Hey Busyness! Let’s get something straight…You DON’T own me!
To my task-oriented, list-making self…
Busyness does NOT equal self-worth
You are not a better person by adding another check mark on you never-ending list
Breatheeeeee my sweet self…. Breatheeeeee
Life is richer when you enjoy the journey.
