The Fast Lane: A Haibun



The Fast Lane

Youth loves speed. Everything has to happen, yesterday.

I  remember how impatience lived somewhere inside my stomach.  It made itself felt with a butterfly type movement.  Once something was begun, it had to be completed, brought to a rapid conclusion: the goal had to be achieved!  Until that goal was achieved anxiety would not go away, it colored everything.

This meant though that what could have been a beautiful or fulfilling experience was just a flash of color.  How many opportunities lost because I was in too much of a hurry to allow a natural poetic growth take place.  Speed was too important and sometimes that suffocating urge to get things done, lead to disaster or worse.

too fast too furious
chocolate’s best slowly melted
and life’s less short


Written for Haibun Thinking: Week One

 The prompt:

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

– Ferris Bueller’s Day Off


26 thoughts on “The Fast Lane: A Haibun

  1. I think this is a great post. It’s true, many of us make mistakes because we are trying too hard to hurry things through.

    Thank you for joining us in our first week.


  2. Welcome to Haibun Thinking 🙂 Great haibun and I will say if we are all honest, we all have been caught up in going instead of slowing down to enjoy life and those around us. Reminders are good.


    • Thanks for your comment. I was relating my own youth of course, but what I’m seeing in young people now as you say a roller coaster! Thanks for your coment and link! 🙂


    • Thanks Suzanne, glad you liked it…I remember someone saying to me once that going fast all the time is like chewing chocolate and bolting it down, you don’t enjoy it’s flavor 😉


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