Busy

I have encountered this word so many times this week.  I have lost a relationship because of this word.  People get sick and experience anxiety because of this word.  People forget what matters most because of this word.  




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  1. Cathy KFebruary 19, 2011 at 9:45 AM

    You are so so right my friend! I meant to say more but I'm going to remember your advise and go take a nap instead! Keep on writing Kathy!

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