Is to succeed
to spread one’s ideas
and talents across the world?
So let’s say that happens
or never happens…
What is it about reality that grabs one about the throat? Oh my, do I need to become meshed in a new project? Maybe, one big enough so that I’ll always have something to wake up to?
Why is it so hard to slow down? Was to be idle as an older child frowned upon? Get busy, time’s a wasting.
There we go blaming our enablers?