What am I doing?
And what for?
This apartment.
This life.

The wealth?
What do I think it will do for me?
Am I right?
Do I care if I get it?

When I am the happiest it is with people I love in beautiful places.
But when I am there for too long I feel guilty for not building.
Building what?
And what for?

Why am I rushing?

My yard man once told me, he rushed past more good things than he’d rushed to.
I think about him a lot.

Why am I in a hurry?
For fun
To go faster
Next thing
Next thing next thing
Until…..
nothing