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Wait for me

I always find myself in the same situation too many times before. The world's a fast-moving place, I'm in a whirl and I just want everything to be in slow motion, I want it all to stop even just for a minute. And then I would ask myself; what is it that I really want to do? All I want to do, is really to be in the entirety of myself and treating myself like I am my own lover; listening attentively to myself and listening to my needs, my wants, independent of anything, anyone and any influences of any sorts. All I want to do is to sit somewhere and do nothing, with no disturbances, no emails, no text messages to attend to. I want to pick a good book and read in a safe, comfortable place, and just be pensive. And do a great deal of catching up with myself, perhaps with a good movie or in places where I could find tranquility. To take a bus to nowhere and just plugged into great music. And to think about life, think about the good times, think about many good times to come, think about ideas, think of ways to improve myself, do some reflections, count my blessings, appreciate my loved ones, be joyful and just be at peace. The world is too fast a place for me. There are just too many things for me to keep up with and all I find myself uttering in my head to anyone and anything is; "Wait for me, wait wait wait wait wait wait.."

I think the world is becoming a scary place because we stop thinking about ourselves and we start to ignore ourselves. Like we don't exist independently anymore and we are just manifestations of work, people and all these things we are doing. If we could only just start attending to ourselves.

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