Slowing down

My life inspired this.

Let me explain.

Ever since I was born I was in a hurry to get anywhere.

This is the truth.

Waiting to go to work everyday making sure I had time before work started to have a smoke and collect my thoughts.

I’ve been doing this since I first started working at PayLess. I don’t think they exist anymore.

I was 15. I’m 50. Thirty five years of consistency.

Taking that time is what saved me from making mistakes. I thought about what I needed to do. I was at work. Time to work. My life doesn’t exist until work is done.

At times I talk with people about non-work stuff, I once put it in my schedule as float time.

Last night I fucked myself up really good.

Both knees are fucked. I live upstairs.

Today has been painful everytime I walked down the stairs, and everytime I walked up.

I smoke about a cigarette an hour.

I’m at peace with myself in this pain.

Had I just bought a bike instead of the scooter, which is what I originally planned. This would not have happened.

When I got the electric bike. I wasn’t happy with it. 14 inch tires are too small and I’m too tall. Long legs.

I have a bike in my cart for Tuesday when I get paid. Beach cruiser. 7 speeds.

Not fast.

I used to ride at 40mph with a 12spd.

That was when I was 17-22. I’m 50.

I should slow down.

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