Overdrive

Five years of living at breakneck speed has totally altered my life-pace (if there's such a word). Now I find it really hard to slow down or stop for a moment when all around me, things are screaming, demanding to be done.

I learned life's greatest irony several years ago atop Mt. Tarak, from an old climber I didn't know. He said, this is the reason why you should never hope to ever be able to do what your heart desires: When you are young, you have all the time and energy, but none of the money to spend on your passion. When you start working, you get all the money, with the energy still, but you lose the time. When you retire, you have all the time, the money, but none of the energy that you used to have.

Today, I do not have the time to do what I should rather be doing (e.g. going on a beach or mountain retreat). Neither do I have the energy left because my obligations do a great job of sapping out my strength. And most pathetic of all, no moolah to spend on luxuries, no matter how crucial they are to my sanity.

So this is why I'm here. I hope to keep this blog as my nightcap of sorts. A signal to myself that it's time to account for what has been gained and lost today. A cue for my tired soul that it's time to take a much-deserved rest, far from the maddening world.

Right here is where nothingness begins.