365 Pink Feather Boas All in a Row - Day 145 : Zen in the Age of Outlook

As usual, my schedule has been beyond hectic, and rapidly moved into the orbit of unconquerably busy.

As usual, the stress consumed me, my stomach felt like a thousand squirming knots, and I seriously began, not for the first time if I could keep handling such an overwhelmingly massive neverending workload.

Then for no obvious reason, around 1pm, a Zen-like calm descended on me, and I just accepted that I couldn't get everything done.

I have no explanation for it but I am grateful it happened.

Peace out man.