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Day after day after day…

It’s 7:41 p.m. PST.
An entire day gone by in a whirlwind of activity.
Meetings, phone calls, e-mails, conversations around the office, IMs.
Non-stop exchange of information.
Reactions. Elation. Emotions.

The need for a pause button deepens.
No reprieve from the craziness.
As I splash some water on my face
I close my eyes and let my mind slip away.

The hummingbird reappears.
And the chuckle of my friends’ kids.

I scrub the accumulating dead skin.
Brushing off the tiredness.
The demands. The deadlines. The pressure.
Disappearing like the micro soy granules
Into the sinuses of the sink.

I look at myself.
A streak of red

Brightening the tired kohl eyes.
A quiver of a smile.

Today is over.
Tomorrow is another day.

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Pause button in life

Today is one of those days I wish I could just use the pause button. On life.  And while everything and everyone was frozen to play catch up, to get a moment to think, to analyze, to stretch my mind, to not just react …

Aren’t there times when you wish you could control your life with a remote? Rewind all the good stuff … maybe spend some more time relishing it … fast forward the ugly parts … pause at will.

We try and capture moments in time with videos and photography, relive them in our mind, smile and tear up … cherish our memories. But wouldn’t be nice to just get away from the whirlwind of activities and find solace in some quiet? When the whole world just comes to a standstill and you can take a deep breath to admire, appreciate, dwell …?

The only way I can do that today is take five minutes out of my crazy day and focus on writing this post. For me, this is the time when, in my head, I have put a pause on the rest of the world. For these five minutes I’m not thinking about impending deadlines, upcoming meetings, or the six simultaneous projects that need my immediate attention.

I can sit back, ponder, wish, and live in my dream.

Soon enough, somebody will interrupt this reverie and “life”  will be staring me in my face again.

What do you do when you need a brief respite from “this thing called life”?

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