Well, I just let the door slam on my finger once again. Seems like a ritual for me. About once a year I happen to slam a finger in a car door or a house door. Maybe everyone does, but this week I happened to get two fingers with two different doors.
With the ache of today's happenstance, the thoughts have been stirring. I know that accidents happen, but for me it usually is a result of hurrying from one thing to another. Hurrying is a normal part of my day. I seldom walk slowly or without purpose.
My question today is: Do I hurry because I am anxious about the next thing or do I hurry because I am anxious to leave the last? My heart leans toward the latter. If I leave the last thing quickly, I might not know failure. But leaving too quickly may result in leaving something behind.
Hurry is one way I avoid rhythms within my daily path. Ouch! I can't type quite as fast with this throbbing finger. Damn!
Ok. Ouch!
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