In a Hurry to Get Things Done

And I was rushing, rushing until life was no fun. I sent my lone kid away today to work with another team and all day I felt like I was running around but when I sat down to summarize my progress I realized that I didn't accomplish nearly as much as I felt like I had. I'm not sure I've had a day like this one in a very long time. I felt like the hamster on the wheel, feverishly bolting headlong forward but getting absolutely no where. I was exhausted when it was over but didn't have enough to show for it. Hopefully the universe does that thing where it balances itself and I get more done tomorrow than energy I expend. I definitely created a deficit today, a vacuum almost. Although an energy vacuum could be very dangerous. I'm not sure how, maybe GRP will shed some light on that. If there is no energy in a space what happens, probably nothing, probably just a regular old, common, run of the mill vacuum. But maybe, just maybe it's something totally weird and strange like a full on black hole. I don't know, I'll wait for the physics major to chime in. I won't hold my breath though because for starters I don't have the lung capacity I did even a few years ago and also he claims he is not an avid reader. Says the posts are too long and not spicy enough for his GRP desires. Well I shortened them, I can't do much for spice, I just don't possess as much as in the past, all the great stories are seemingly in the rear view at this stage of my life so I suppose I couldn't quite meet all his criteria. I just tell short funny stories, okay, not really funny, more mundane. And not really stories either, more of ramblings. I provide him with mundane ramblings. Wow, when you put it like that it's not super attractive. Even so, I do get a solid number of readers each day, more than the average bear. So yeah, my effort:results quotient got knocked out of whack a bit today. The most frustrating part of a frustrating day like that one is that I don't know anything I could have done different to get to a different place. I spent most of the drive home trying to derive alternate situations that would have allowed me to check more items off the life list. Nothing major came to mind. Then it devolved into me imagining the song 7 years by Lukas Graham coming on at a quiet venue and me seeing a pretty girl starting to sway and feel the music during the opening refrain then me making eye contact, heart starting to pound, gesturing with my eyes to an empty dance floor. Her smile is all I need to know that she consents and I approach with a confident outstretched hand, taking hers as she begins to stride out on to the dance floor. I quickly establish an A frame and start into some kind of four square, box waltz type move, basically fast paced ballroom dancing. If it isn't obvious yet that I have no formal dance training then remember it was a daydream. We dance and I whirl her about, making eye contact and smiling with my eyes to match her beaming gaze. She is surprised by how well I can dance, which is not evident by my appearance (or reality). During the chorus she begins to quietly sing and I join her, this makes us both laugh when the music takes the focus again. Most of the twirling is saved for the final chorus. The song begins to fade and we lock eyes as it ends. She blushes when I thank her for the dance and we part. It's pretty dramatic I admit, especially for the ride home from work but that is where it landed. I'm glad it did too, it really improved my mood and took a bit of the hurry out of my step heading into the evening hours.