55, no seriously, 55

Speed kills. It's been said, posted, and lobbied about for years, but speed does kill.

Right now life is spinning around me, quickly. Weeks are flying by, events are a blur, and days just aren't long enough. I'm waiting for that moment, like when you switch gears on your bicycle and for those few seconds you're spinning your wheels until the chain grabs and everything is all caught up and running smoothly.

Until then, it's still a blur.

I need to settle down and relax but I can't quite find my footing. When I relax, I get too relaxed and don't get anything accomplished. So it's a constant struggle.

I wish I could get organized, I have some great things in the works.