Busyness is the temporary band-aid covering up the ever growing wound of emptiness. It seemed that the busier I got the more time was passing me by. In a race against time and determined to win, I kept trying to pack more into each day. But, then I noticed that packing my schedule was like giving nitrous to the rocket ship that was my life and watching it blast off without me. If I was going to win this race I was going to have to take a drastically different approach!