All this rush is giving me a rash.

You are always too busy, got a bunch of errands to run but there are simply not enough hours in the day. You have to run like Lola or sprint like a cheetah. You either work or study or even both, have lunch in 7 minutes, grab a quick espresso shot on your way home. You even quit rolling cigarettes cause it was taking you too long. You are mad at your dog cause he can't understand why he only gets to see you for a brief 5 minute walk, or should I better say run? It also took you too long to find true love so you quit the search, too. You buy a newspaper out of habit but you only have time to read the headlines. You 've cut down on the people you exchange words with. Words which sometimes cannot be heard due to the Doppler effect of your muttering and sprinting at the same time. You were too busy to call your brother and wish him happy birthday. You bought a book a year ago and still are on page six. You are aging and that's not only because you don't have enough time to apply face moisturizer. You are rushing to get lonely. You are rushing to get older. 

I don't want my life to resemble a marathon run. Before I grow old I want to learn how to speak 5 languages, meet my neighbors, teach my dog a couple more tricks, take pictures of smiling people I see in the street, fall in love, travel round the world or just go on a trip to the countryside, take my children to the Louvre with a box of colored pencils to draw a Michelangelo of their own, have a long bath, not a quick shower, try opening a bakery, perform in front of an audience, take piano lessons again, inspire people. I do want to create memories cause I'd hate to look back and see nothing but a fast pacing treadmill. 

So please just take a minute in front of the mirror and check yourself for any signs of potential rashes.