Leddy Hammock
“I’m so caught up in all my stuff; no matter what I do, it’s never enough . . . .
Avalanche of paper, no time to read. A moment to myself would be a friend indeed.
Ninety miles an hour and standing still. If I don’t do it, nobody else will.
Step back, slow down. Smell the roses and kiss the ground.
Just breathe, don’t sweat it. Just slow down and you won’t regret it . . . .
Slow and steady is the way to go.”