I am totally overwhelmed and it feels like my own doing.
The days scamper past ending in me falling in to bed more exhausted than the night before.
I commit, commit, commit on the rainy days and try to make hay when the sunshines
Chasing my own tail, jumping in and out of ideas and communities while the small folk
I’m not sure if the answer is to do less and I am for sure sure it isn’t to slow down
Because this life won’t.