I have a friend who rushes out to the mailbox to retrieve her mail and then rips it open impatiently. We laughed the other day about this and thought maybe she could walk slowly to the mailbox, breathe while getting there, maybe look at the trees and sky, too. It's not like the contents of the mail are going to change before she gets there! There is always reason to rush through things, always something to tend to in life, and we could work until the wee hours of the morning and still never get it all done. It took me years to understand that, but my life has changed profoundly since I have."
In the end, is anyone going to say, "I wish I'd worked more"? I honestly don't think so. Take time to breath to enjoy a laugh or a moment with friends and family and take in the beauty of nature and the richness of slowing down. Your body will thank you.