Too Much of Everything

Why do we have to deal with the excess of everything that comes our way?

Stimulation? Too much. Conversations? Too many. Stuff around the house? Too much. Variety on the food menu? Too much. E-comm window shopping? Definitely feels like too much. Instagram ads? Yikes. Let's not even go there? The options of carb-heavy, sugar-heavy food? Too much.

Life cannot really be about this mindless excess, right? So, where does one begin to draw the line? What does drawing the line even look like when one is floating in a sea of excess, anyway. What do nautical lines look like? Only seafarers can respond to this post.

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