In the shadow of tumultous work

This summer the days are passing by under the weight of tumultuous work. The thoughts of work follows me everywhere like a dark shadow creeping into every waking hour and into the nights.  "My life is spent almost altogether outward, all shell and no tender kernel" Thoreau once said and that's precisely how I feel. Too much of the outward life and poverty of the inner life.

I long for lighter days and some refreshing solitude and contemplation to fill my inner life!