Winded

this is not to say that it is easy and effortless, quite the contrary. the challenges are as great some days as the rewards. my sense of time has been altered to the point of abstraction, its as if I've been put into a different time zone, one that makes it impossible to function in any sort of 'productive' sense. I liken it to swimming in mud, every movement is slowed and labored. I feel as if i am always miles away from the destination, always trying to reach the bank, yet it keeps moving. i have no choice but to 'be where i am' in this regard. to sit in the place of abstracted time and try to enjoy it. many things don't get done, the important things do as if by some miracle.