Do you ever feel like you are busy achieving milestones that are not important to you?
I do. Right now, I do. It started three days ago, and would not budge.
What does that feel like?
Like walking the line between busyness and idlying. You know? Being in the busyness business, just keeping busy, tending to someone else's "sheep" instead of looking for your lost one.
Though I won't put these thought past my sleep-deprived brain, at the same time I wonder if this is genuinely a heart cry.