Busy, busy, busy.
Drive. Shop. Drop him. Pick her. Get this. Buy that. Do this. Go there. Work. Office. Home. Career. Kids. Parents.
Oh how we love to pretend we're holding up the world.
Newsflash : We aren't. We're doing it all for ourselves.
The world would carry on just fine without us. But without the illusion of importance and urgency, we'll fall apart.
One day I'll have nothing left to do. And I know I'll hate it.