when the busyness of days and the rush of life seems to tie you tightly to hurry (that quick-breathing, mind-rushing anxiety that pushes thoughts around your head like a whirlwind) and that choice that always becomes available in that moment: hold up. relax. breathe slowly. look into their hearts, listen to why they're moving slowly. because making that choice to stop the mad rush makes you late for school but not by much and relationships are still mostly in tact and that's a better place to wave goodbye from than sporting sloppy relationships before the bell, which you know all too well.
