In many of our lives, we rush from one thing to another. Hurrying everyday until we die or can no longer move. This is a sentiment that I am sure you have heard before, but how many of us really think about it?
In this summer I am running a company, writing the second draft of a novel, trying to become more healthy (which involves an almost daily work out routine), creating a world wide network, and in the mean time trying to keep a semi-decent social life. Today after going through my list of things to do I sighed at the site, seeing it was just an extension of the list that was yesterday’s things to do.
After accomplishing approximately 50% of the items on my list, which is kept safe in the iCal of my Mac laptop, I began to drive to my girlfriends house, which is a saturday regiment for me (not that I am complaining). As I began my route I saw in my path was a impending storm. At a traffic light others rolled up their windows but something kept me from doing the same.
As the rain started to fall and the wind blew, the water began to drop right into my car and onto my arm. As I felt the raindrops gently him me and the cool moist breeze coming into my car I smiled. In all the chaos of the day I finally was able to stop and think about all I have accomplished so far.
Instead of the to-do-list being half unchecked it suddenly became half checked. As I sat taking in the environment and driving relaxed (while still paying attention to the road of course) I was finally able to see something I hadn’t before. And that made all the difference in my summer day.
