Before I learned “The Art of Going Slow” I was a one-woman hurricane, blasting through multiple social events in a night, racing through shows I barely paid attention to, and making sure no stone was left unturned as I passed through the night. I did this for two reasons- 1. I thought that if people didn’t see me they’d forget me and I’d lose my friends 2. I was terrified of staying still for a moment because then the racing thoughts and quickspeed worry would rear its ugly head.

Eventually you have to face your yourself, though. What do you really want? What do you really love? Just do that, strip your life to the bare bones. When you do, you suddenly find so much more happiness with less. Smell the roses, see the lights, just slow down.
photo taken at Stubb’s – Austin, Texas