I always wonder why do I don’t even get to see, look, think? Why am I drifting so quick, what’s to see at the end of it all or am I just even going anywhere? I need to slow down, everyone should slow down.
Why do we only slow down when beaten down on your pace. Yes, life certainly have several forms of speed breakers and one of them is death, not our death! That’s not a speed breaker, it’s a wall you hit on when you are running fast looking backwards in life. I am talking about when you hear the news when your loved ones just leave!