Slow... Patience...

My life seems to have slowed considerably. Things have not stopped but they might as well have. It feels odd. It was not too long ago that I grimaced at how fast everything was happening... how I did not have breathing space to stop and contemplate because I needed to be on the ball and to try to get near the front of the pack. I wished for everything to calm down... and they did!

Maybe they calmed down too much, or maybe I am just not used to it yet, but this feels really weird. Things that are especially priority for me seem to progress at their own whim and pace. I suppose I do not really have the capability (and it would be better not to) to influence them. The effects could be detrimental.

So, I am left to learn how to "let go". I have to try to learn to relax and take things easy, especially when it comes to work. Speed is not necessarily ideal. I have to learn about patience... and then try to embed it in my character, or rather my work attitude. Many people say that I am a very patient person. I am not that patient when it comes to work performance (that may be putting it mildly). I have always demanded results fast from studies and work... and other activities that offer tangible items to measure performance. You may not know how much effort I have to put in to consciously tell myself to take it easy.

I think I am managing quite well in the "stop and smell the roses" department. I am balancing my life and distracting myself from work with a lot of gym, even more computer games, and some reading. One may argue that I am not really stopping. I'm working hard still... but have diverted my energies elsewhere.

Whatever...