Some chemical make up created during my run today made me think that perhaps we're too fast.
Assuming the universe or the world we know moves at a certain speed, I often catch myself unhappy when I want things to move faster. I cannot change anything about the way things happen so expecting for my wishes to become true yesterday is bound to create frustration and unhappiness. On the other hand, whenever I slow down and try to feel the pulse of things and take days as they come, I feel better.
The thought made me think more about speed. We travel faster than in the past, we make friends by clicking a button, we don't even cook a whole meal as much as before, and in most jobs these days everyone is always busy. Maybe one day we will get dizzy and fall like flies. Or maybe not...
If it was not my run, maybe the responsible for these thoughts is the almost full moon.
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