Dear Me,

Slow down.

Breathe it in and listen... Listen to the world around you. Take the time to enjoy and wonder. Savor the last bite.

So often you get stuck in the urgency of doing. Perhaps it is why you got sick in the first place. You are no better off for doing twenty things in one day as apposed to two... what matters is the meaning behind those things you do. If you rush, you may miss out.

Slow down.

Dear Me,

As tragic as it is, the world doesn't spin without money. You know this to be true yet have chased away, hiding in trees and under covers long enough.

Save a little when you can, save it for the largest creation of your life... just in case. We can never be sure of a tomorrow, but it won't hurt you at all to hope that there is one.