At 3am , I awoke with a violent explosion of thoughts and struggle. I was overwhelmed and pushed to the max and couldn’t manage another detail, another thought.
All the years of mindfulness practice couldn’t slow me down…. no meditation cushion could have withstood the pressure.
If anyone brought another problem to my door I would have lost my mind.
By 5am I woke up my best friend, screaming about the problems with the world, what’s wrong with literally everyone and everything.
My lethal tirade digressed beyond religion, politics, every single I know, my kid and family, the dog, and eventually the traffic.
When I finally took a breath, my dear friend, using as much sarcasm and disdain as only a best friend can risk using said:
“We aren’t in traffic, we are the traffic”.
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