I do not truly know you at all. I want to know you. At least, I say that I do. Then I run myself from dawn until dusk lamenting that my body and soul are tired while I continue to push the limits of the day until exhaustion takes me to the bed. I sense that is truly who you are. Rest seems indulgent but necessary. It feels extravagant and exquisite and like the first sip of cool water. Rest is a healing and hydration for the body and the soul. I recognize my need to know you more.