..that make us go faster in a fast world...
i noticed that lately, the slowest i drive is 80
on the freeway. i speed... everywhere.
why? i don't get why i'm in such a hurry all the time.
and then i started to realized that was WHY i was
using up so much gas all the time.
i feel like my life i so fast paced.
to the point where i feel like my days that lack
something significant start to blur together.
i need to slow down.
the world shouldn't be slipping me by.
i have time. it's not like i need to rush.
i need to stop and smell the roses.
i need to stop being so anxious.
maybe it's okay to be late every
once in a while.
tell me to slow down, if you think i
need to.
tell me to stop being so anxious, if
i need to.
throw some roses at me and let me
smell them.
i'm only 18, for goodness sake...
and a baby for my age at that...
why do i rush?
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
it's a boxcar, with alterations
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