It’s remarkable: there comes a day in your life when you realize you no longer know how to function at the slow pace most people function at. And, more amazingly, you realize that you no longer are sure you would want to try because you aren’t convinced anyone operating at a slower pace would be worth slowing down for or that any experience lived at such a pace could be worth having. But always there is some person who shows up to make you question it all.
I know this feeling all too well. Except the last sentence of course. That’s just silliness. :)