The Hurrier I Go, The Behinder I Get

What’s the hurry?
If we always sped to the next moment of our lives, would we ever actually experience the moment we are in? Or would every passing second slip through our fingers, losing it’s meaning because of our rush to prepare for the unreachable future, ever eluding us, ever being chased over fences to greener pastures, ever dangling just out of grasp. To fully live the present in service to the future is to live both pieces half-heartedly.

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