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Rest...

Time again for Five Minute Friday (that hardly ever gets posted until Saturday). We write with a prompt for five minutes without revisions or second guessing. Just write and let the words come.



                                     
Rest...

GO


In a time where the answer to "how are you?" is most often "busy" do we even remember how to rest? We are fast paced multitaskers who don't seem to get any more done than we used to. Yet we are constantly busy. We have countless things in our lives intended to make life "easier": washing machines, dishwashers, microwaves, email, text messaging, frozen foods, subzero refrigerators, convenient stores....But is anything easier? Do we have more time? Do we rest anymore than we used to? Do we rest at all?


I want to turn it off, walk away, be simple, make my home a true place of rest. A place to hide from the world, from the relentless day's work, a place of peace.


STOP

Now head on over to the see The Gypsy Mama and join in the fun...

Comments

  1. I agree
    . So many devices, so little time!

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  2. I too agree, Even though we are always busy, I try to never answer with the word busy when asked how I am.

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