You do not have to talk to many people in the world of suburbia to hear them say that they are busy and tired. It seems like everyone (or at least most folks) constantly move from one thing to another. Pick up this kid, drop that kid off. Go to work, hit the store on the way home. Workout and then go to Home Depot. It is like we are all on a never ending treadmill. Is this the way it is supposed to be? Were we designed and put here to just keep running? Is there a remedy? If so, what is it? I feel like I am on this treadmill running and running and running and yet there is so much I am still not doing and am missing and there are people I am not properly loving and friendships I am not investing in. I hate that feeling, but I do not know life without the treadmill.