4 of Pentacles
disk 4: "slow down, you move too fast, you've got to make the morning last / kicking down the cobblestones / looking for fun, and feeling groovy" (Simon and Garfunkel). Slow down, you've a long way to go...why hurry past the scenery? "Just me and my shadow", moochin' along, in the mooch of life. "The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path I walk in peace; with every step a gentle breeze blows, with every step a flower grows" (Thich Nhat Hanh). Boredom equates to a reflexive verb; you can only do it to yourself?