I tend to move explosively, so benefit from slowing down; the fight or flight mechanism in my brain releases the ‘approaching tiger’ adrenaline juices, my heart starts beating so fast, my mind vibrates and everything is so saturated the world become this droning roar of exponential excitement- like a mountain sized wave rising, eclipsing the horizon, catching me off guard, a deer in headlights as the evil avalanche of another wasted day races toward me; the weight of the world and all these fucking emails. But I stop, and exhale the chaos, inhale the calm; I’m focused now, and even though this world is a storm, I find it’s eye, and move with it, each step measured in relation to the surrounding hurricane of lost time; I’m present, grateful, on my way.