I'm setting myself too many damn deadlines!
I need to relax with laughter and wine.
Things will take care of themselves, if I go
With the flow, and allow thought- seeds to grow
Organically. After all, Rome wasn't
Built in a day! One's work should be pleasant,
And not too tasking, otherwise things start
To decline. Between the head and the heart,
Life's a continual balance. One needs
To rest, at times, to achieve one's bold dreams.
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