Do you find yourself rushing through life? What are you rushing for? Where do you have to go that is so far away? Why do you need to get there so quickly that you have to blur by most of your actual life in order to reach it? What happens when you do make it there?
Or perhaps you’re rushing because you want to get away from people and things that are currently in your life.
How did you end up with these things that you need to race away from in the first place? Why are you allowing yourself to be the victim of circumstances?
Have you forgotten that it’s your life, and that you get to choose how you react to it?
Do you think that there might be a less stressful choice to make, than rushing past your life?
They say that life is short. So why would you want to rush yourself to the finish line?