The words quickly and slowly are so vague, as they can only be measured in relation to the speed of other things respectivley, the rabbit is faster than the tortoise, the bicycle is faster than the rabbit, the car faster than the bike, train faster than the car and bullet faster than the train. So the tortoise in this example is slow, until you compare it to continental drift…

I suppose the point i’m making badly, is that in life we will always be faster than some people and slower than others (I don’t need to remind you about how long it takes me to do the washing up) There is nothing wrong with living at our own pace while everyone else works at theirs… but there is one thing to be careful of, and I think the best way to convey this is through a quote by Ghandi;

“There is more to life than simply increasing it’s speed.”

Hans, last time you came to visit me you mentioned that you cannot wait for the days, in several years time when you have already escalated to the level you want to be at. That all of these years in the middle is just time to be endured… and I at times feel exactly the same. But they’re not, waking up in early winter to see the sun shining is not a moment I would have liked to have skipped over, and when I am laughing with my brother so much that I have no breath left in my lungs, when I am sitting in my room playing catch. at those times and countless others like it I wish time would stop and I could exist for eternity in that moment.

There are people who move slowly in life, and people who move quickly in life, but I don’t think speed is the issue, I think it’s pace. The question you should ask yourself isn’t “Am I going to fast for everyone else?” it should be “am I going to fast for myself?”.

Everyone gets there In their own time.