I've been bustling around for so long that I've almost forgotten what it feels like to slow down, to pause, to stop by. There's this constant urge to be consumed with work and then sulk over not having enough time. I've forgotten what it feels like to gaze into the void lost in nothingness. I often catch myself zoning out, juggling a myriad balls and then slyly call it multitasking. This moment, I confess it's my inability to come to standstill. Tonight I wish to be frozen in time. I wish to be soaked in a few moments of quietude.
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