Moving at the speed of life

Isn’t it a curious thing – the pace of life? Somedays seem like a sprint from beginning to end, while others are easy, tempered with moments of reflection.

If time is measured on the rate of change, then surely the speed of life is that which dictates our age. Somedays, weary to the bone. Others, hoping out of bed before dawn anxious to greet a new day.

How do you live it? What’s your speed at the moment?

Me? Somewhere between a jog and a sprint. And I love every single step I’m able to take along the way…

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