Self-Portrait ?

This is as close to a self-portrait as I can get now...

Anyway, since the last week, I have been involved in too many things beyond work. And I am still tired. It will be a semi-zombie-like existence till the 2nd of Feb for me.

I feel like I am running over miles of sand on a windy day. I am running so hard through the miles, that I'm hardly leaving any footprints. The wind blows them away into oblivion. And I wish I had been still. Sitting on the sand and letting my feet sink into them. Feeling the sand in my feet. Feeling my feet in the sand...

It makes me wonder, that Life is perhaps never a question of 'How much?'...