The last seven days or so have been a blur.

Events and responsibilities just piled on top of each other.

Not enough hours in the day and difficult to navigate with five hours sleep each night.

As I look at my schedule, it hasn’t been all that different, but then again, it has.

I have had little opportunity to visit the blogs I usually read on a daily basis and I am sure I missed some interesting and compelling content.

I have been reading the morning paper at night.

I have over 300 e-mails backed up I need to review tonight. Most of them are crap anyway. (If you sent me one, I’m not referring to that one)

I was asked to attend a breakfast meeting at the Creekside at The Old Mill in Lexington, SC this morning at 8am…an hour away from home. As I pulled in the parking lot, I saw this tower and snapped a quick photo.

After the meeting, I decided to explore a little bit, walking up a short, mud/dirt driveway in a navy blue funeral suit and then found the lake.

As I walked further, I heard running water and found the gates.

Five minutes of peace in a week of havoc.

I managed not to slip, fall and ruin my suit.

Something to be thankful for, as I had a special meeting this afternoon.

Five minutes of relaxation and renewal.

I’ll take it.