A million things to do. A million memories violently swirling in my mind, obstructing peace and order. The sounds of every experience violently echoing and fighting to be heard. Let alone, the million expectations fighting for dominance.
Memories, thoughts; mental machinations that distract, disturb the process. Everything telling you, "Keeping moving, don't stop. You don't have time to stop."
The process overall only leading to one of two outcomes: burning out or growing out. Burning out, crashing, no longer having the energy to simply live. Or growing out of the chaos. Realizing you ultimately have the control, the power, and stopping the spiral from continuing. Creating the space for stillness. Creating the space for yourself.
(Dialtone Circus)
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