The dog can be a stitch when she chases her tail. Round and round she goes and strangely enough, she seems pretty happy about it. I think I need to adopt this dog-like attitude. Chasing my tail is fun! I am not getting anywhere, but so what? I am moving, at least. Isn't that something? Suddenly she stops, looks up as if to say, "Wasn't that cool?" and then she rests a bit only to go at it again.
May is a rat race for many. It's the end of this and time to get geared up for that.
So in the spirit of my dog, I will not look frazzled. I will look energized, full of spunk, and stop for little rests here and there. It's worth a shot, anyway.