Busy!   Too busy doing important things.   Too stretched out to be able to add one more thing to my twenty four hours a day.  CAN'T talk now.  Too busy.  So MANY important things to do. 

   People need me.  I have to save them.  I can see them all drowning and reaching out to me with their problems.   I have answers.  I can help and there is so much to do.  So I am too busy to stop and give you a kiss.

   Demands are overwhelming me.  Everyone wants a piece of me and I cannot add just one more thing or I will surely die.  My body can only take so much giving and I am OVER EXTENDED.   Too busy saving souls to pause for you.

  I have to be so many places at so many times.  I am running ragged and people are depending on me to do one hundred percent and HELP people.  I have to get to them all before the end of the day and so I don't have any energy left for you.

  I would like to pause.  Taking care of myself seems like a terrible luxury however.  If I pause to sit an hour with you I might not be able to stop.  I would want more of you.  I would have to spend two hours and then I would be looking forward to two more hours the next day.  

  You see I can't change my life for anyone.  I have committments and responsibilities.  You have the time but I do not.  I have to be vigilant that I do not shirk my duties.  There are people to help.  It is my addiction.   

  I am guided by divine presences.  I am only doing what my religion tells me is important.  I give lots of time to my church and to my job and to my children and to my dog.   But I don't have time for you.  You are addicting.  

  If you were here right now we would be snuggled up listening to the Blues but I would be asleep.   I am exhausted from my three jobs.   This has been a problem all my life.  I have to give until I almost faint.  I am really not allowed to take time for myself.  I am too tired.  Exhausted.

  They have drained me.  The world has my energy and it is in direct conflict to you.  It is my life and I can only hope in my retirement I will have a little more time.  However I heard about a man  who died two years after he retired.  Oh well...I am still too busy for you and too busy to smell the flowers.