The world is moving too fast. We want everything done in the blink of an eye. We can't wait, we can't stay still. It's always a race between us and the time, and time usually wins which frustrates us. But what, if for a moment we stop, we grasp out breath and just live.
I miss when weekends were actual weekends and not “days to finish all the work you couldn’t do during the week due to working all the time.” It’s giving “hell on earth”