Breathing room

I wonder if there's an arc of tension in life. You hold more and more of it until the absurdity of worry overwhelms that instinct. I hope so. And I hope it's before I'm 60. I need to get better at letting things roll off me. Or at least learn to physically disconnect from the tensing pulse of the cell phone vibrations and false-bright tones of incoming email. At work anyway. Time to think used to easier to come by. Does music help clear a space? Songs like this sure do.

Michio Kurihara - Wind Waltzes