Sometimes it’s just too much

And sometimes it’s not enough. Life, that is. Lately I’ve been a slug on my days off. Well, Saturday saw to 8 loads of laundry and cleaning the kitchen, but there was so much else to do that didn’t get done at all over the weekend. In my quest to just take every day as it comes and be in this moment only, I don’t pause for much introspection on my slothfulness. Perhaps it is just because I run 400 miles an hour at work every day. I fear, however, that the slothfulness on the weekends is becoming a habit I won’t be able to break.

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