I go and go and go: so many things to do and finish.
Pressure builds to keep working on them all the time.
Yet, I am feeling burned out.
A break to have where I do nothing and worry about nothing.
I long for that: where peace and tranquility reins supreme.
But unless time is set aside for that by me, it will never come.
As my heart and mind move toward the door to open it, they choose a door to go through.
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