When Everything Starts Spinning You Have To Change The Pace

There we go. That's my brain. It never stops and my body never stops either, except when I have a toothache in my ass and I have no choice but to lay down and not move. But even then I feel my life slowly spinning out of control.


I'm discovering I'm losing any sense of balance. Maybe my bursitis was a sign that I need to slow down my pace a bit. I need to switch from being a sprinter to being more of a cross country runner. That's what I'm learning, so to begin my new pace in life I'm going to get my sore ass to bed by 11:00 PM, I'm going to get up in the morning feeling well rested, and I will approach my day like a cross country runner.