The Pace of My Life

As I get off the train to go to work, I’m lost deep deep in my thoughts, I’m caught up in the drafts of the rushing bodies around me. I didn’t know I was moving that slow, or maybe they are moving too fast. I find that I stroll a lot, while the world around me, or rather the people around me are always in a rush. I wonder briefly, what are you rushing too? Often we say the world, life, is passing us by if we move too slow, but really it isn’t the world, or life, it’s the inhabitants that seem to have their speed button pushed on permanent fast-forward. So I ask again, what’s the rush? Rushing off to jobs they hate? Rushing off to engagements they reluctantly committed to? Rushing off to relationships and people they wish they could get away from? Once they get to where they are going, do they slow down or do they rush through that too? I’ve stopped rushing a long time ago. Which is funny because I’m from a place that has its own sense of time. Ever heard of a New York minute? Well, I’m not from New York, but I’m from a place who’s minutes are just as fast, who’s culture consists of hurry up and get there, get outta my way, I have no time ever. Ironically still, I had always felt that things moved too fast for me, even though I had lived there all my life and hadn’t been anywhere else. I couldn’t wait to leave and just slow down………..

And so I did, and I slowed down, but I found that it doesn’t matter where you live, or how fast you physically move, its ultimately up to you how you set the pace of your life.
The pace of my life now is slow and I’m working on it being carefree. I’ve stopped fighting my instincts and just let myself be me and be at ease with the pace of me. This, of course, frustrates those caught up in the speed racer approach to life. I take too long to answer questions (because I think before I speak which causes a brief pause in conversation, aww yes SILENCE), I stroll instead of walk, I set ALL of my clocks ridiculous amounts of minutes ahead so I’m never late as I take my sweet time living life. I simply refuse to rush and anyone around me learns that quickly. And with all of that I still manage to be eerily punctual and HATE waiting for people, hey I choose to move slow for ME, not for anyone else :) , but I also have learned not to lose my mind when things don’t go as planned either.

So my message, as a constantly reforming high strung, type A personality is, slow down, and enjoy the pace of your life!