In weeks like this, where I have an overwhelming amount of work to accomplish, I tend to listen, more often than not, to high octane, like-a-punch-in-the-face type music. It keeps my heart beating at the proper rate and, for some reason, brings me comfort, maybe because it matches that week's pace of life. My mind scurries about, notching all the things to accomplish and squeezing those precious minutes out of each day. I walk faster.
I'm going to try something different this week and keep it real. Be a Gentry of Moderation. No energy-focused tunes or power walking. Just getting it done, without the buzz.
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