Once upon a time I was prone to running half marathon distances,
far flung traveling, and generally a constant state of motion.
Somewhere along the way I got older and downshifted. No laughing allowed.
Agreed, old habits die hard, but there is some truth to be told.
A slow, orderly direction didn't limit anything, it created a new landscape entirely.
Contrary to surface logic, limitations created an exponential increase in opportunities.
Life is a fractal, infinite, visible at walking speed or in stillness.
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