This year I will practice the art of slowing down. Eat slowly. Drink slowly. Read slowly. Think slowly. Speak slowly. Drive slowly. Lift weight slowly. Breathe slowly. Suck cock slowly. As much as I intend to keep up with the pace of life these days, I realize I have never enjoyed the joy of being present. I think about tomorrow, the day after, and the future. Thinking about all the what-ifs, trying to make things right even it hasn't happened yet.
Rather than stressing myself about tomorrow, how about staying put at the moment and take in what I can? I can prepare. I can plan. Worrying? Worrying steals your peace.
My fitness goal is always a part of my new year resolution. Rather than going through a rapid fat loss to prove myself I could do it within certain amount of time frame, I will take my time and assess my progress and tweak a few changes to cater my goal. After all, I have no one else to prove except myself.
I will go slow in my sex life. I will try and have sex with men who are genuinely into more than just sex, from being platonic to being a good friend. But I am not sure how I gonna do that since I have deleted Grindr. Maybe I can try finding in my gym - I doubt it would happen.
Don't you ever feel like the time has sped up so fast as we grow older? Especially after Covid?
