I'm not sure how life got to be so complicated, but when I listen to stories from yesteryear things back then just didn't seem as complicated. It's funny, as we move towards the future our collective goals as a society tend to focus on advancing technologically and scientifically but on the flip side of that coin, there's a craving to go back in time to the "good old days". A time when family dinners were nightly affairs and chivalry wasn't a slap in the face to feminism. Anyway, my point is that life has become a game of time or should I say lack of. How many of your friends actually work the official 9 to 5 hours stated in our work contracts? How many of your co-workers tinker with their blackberries (crackberries) instead of giving you their undivided attention? How many of us are enjoying ready-made meals instead of home-baked pie crusts?
I wonder if a big part of the problem is where we live? Is New York City or any other bustling city a breeding ground for too busy, too many choices and a "there's always something better" mentality? Although I love it here and can't see myself anywhere else (except maybe in Kate Winslet's cottage in Holiday), I can't help but wonder... is it nature or nurture?
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