I struggle with wanting to go in a million different directions at once. I am always filled with ideas I want to shed light on, have too many projects spinning at once, and always emails to answer. And then I sit outside with Mayer, chatting about birds, why birds are birds, what's a bird, and why can't we eat candy all day. I slow down. I close my eyes and smell all of the spring blooms. And I press pause for a few minutes.