Thursday, 29 September 2011


It is Thursday.  One more day before the oh-too-short weekend. 

Yet my body is screaming at me to STOP. 

I admit that since finishing radiotherapy, I have deliberately propelled myself into a routine that is crammed with activity (mental or physical or both) that leaves me contentedly exhausted each night.

It is as if I wanted to prove to myself that I can do it all...and do more...and do it better.

I know I must STOP.  Or at least slow down.

Whether life cruises at 100 miles an hour or crawls at a snail's pace, at the end of the day, what matters is this silly little feeling called happiness.  Happiness at just being alive.

Note to self:      Yes to moderation.  No to Overkill.

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