Moving it slow

After the movie with friends tonight, came back home and moving in a slow pace. Just as normal, boil water, clean the kitchen, but tonight, doing them all in slow pace. Just don't feel like making anything fast at all.

Not to grumble, but I'm really tired of thinking of so many things at one time, doing so many things at one time. The feeling's like you're in the middle of the sea, so tired of using all of your energy to swim, that you just can't stop, as you've been pushed by the waves all the time. You will drown if you stop.

List getting longer, tasks getting tougher, commitments getting bigger. Not trying to exaggerate, just that they are really the facts in life when you grow older.

Have not been getting a real vacation yet. Wish to have one in the near future. Somewhere that I can get away and rejuvenate.