This may sound a little… odd, but it changed me, and I think on it from time to time.

Reading some old Star Wars book decades back, maybe the Thrawn series? One of the Imperial commanders was taking his time, strolling to where he was going.

Because, he thought to himself, people in a hurry were not happy where they were, always rushing about to get somewhere else. We was perfectly content where he was.

Anyhow, something to think on.