What's the hurry?

I like to go the distance. Slow. Rather than fast. Speed is not my thing. When I go for a walk, I settle for a 15-minute mile. And to stick with it for two, three, maybe even occasionally 10 miles. And I want to live a long time. Maybe into my 80s and 90s. Slowly. One day at a time. No hurry. I'd rather plod than sprint. Even when I read a book. I like to make it last. For days. Even weeks. Easier to savor that way. Absorb slowly. I used to hurry through life. As if it was important to accumulate numerous experiences. To aim for big numbers. Speedily. I still get things done. But I keep asking myself, 'What's the hurry?' --Jim Broede