Is there space in your life?
... or do you fill every second with a distraction.
How much silence does it take before you reach for your iPhone to see if you have any messages, or posts on Facebook, or until you send another meaningless twitter text to someone who doesn't need another distraction in their life?
Why do we do this? In our overly urgent "asap" world why can't we enjoy even a fraction of silence? Why can't we be still?
What's the hurry?
Are we afraid of missing out on something?
Maybe we're missing out on something more important by hurrying?