catching up

My friend Krista once used the expression “running to stand still.” At the time, I had never before heard it, but it made immediate sense. Since then I have come to realize that I am running and running and running, and I may never stand still. That’s okay. I am able to catch my breath from time to time, which suits me fine. But currently I feel as if I will never catch up. Stuff is piling up around me, including a freelance assignment I took because I thought I’d lose my mind if I didn’t have some project brewing. I can’t point fingers because we’re all equally responsible, but I’m looking at piles of so many abandoned and neglected things. It’s sad really, and maddening to think this might be the environment in which I dwell.