Breathless...

...it's dawned on me that I've lived my life wishing for time to stand still just for a moment so that I can catch my breath, take a look around and enjoy the scenary.  Sadly, I'm not quite certain what all that whirlwind of activity was about.  It's as though I've been "busy" all these years chasing after something, someone, some time that doesn't exist.  Projecting my happiness to the future, I've never really appreciated what's in front of me...attributing my apathy to the lack of time to fully appreciate anything.  In hindsight, I've realized that it really wasn't a lack of time...but of ability.  My breathlessness was the only thing that reminded me that I was still here...
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then everything changed...and so, here I sit...breathless...worried that this too will fade away...that this too, shall pass, and my happiness with it.