It seems like we have become accustomed to operating in a state of "hurry". We feel like we have too much to do and not enough time to do it and in kicks the illusion of the benefit of faster. You know, the belief that “if I hurry I can …”
When I give in to long-ingrained habits I seem to have 2 speeds-the classical hare and turtle. I either rush around or I move at a turtle pace. It’s a cycle. I look at my to-do list and realize I must hurry. (Even now I see my tendency to type as fast as I can. Thus making mistakes and wasting any time that I gained by hurrying (the irony!) And isn’t that the illusion? That hurry means more.
