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I'd blog more, but life has been very mundane and peaceful lately. The gentle, ebbing flow of days winding by is a gift that I wish more people could appreciate. So many people I know are caught up in the frenzy of NOW NOW NOW. Cell phones, computers, constant contact and communication. I've been focusing on finding pleasure in the routine. Simple things. For example, hearing the theme to the Young and the Restless. When I was a kid and I was home from school for whatever reason, I'd watch The Price is Right, the news, then start to do other things as the soaps came on. But, I'd usually catch the opening to the Young and the Restless. That little melody's stuck in my head all these years. It takes me back, back, back, back, back. Back to days when it was all about running around, having lunch, and playing.
What the shit? As much as I mean that, did I turn into an old man at a really young age? Childhood nostalgia has a strong pull for me. It was a time when everything wasn't technology and hurried and important. Certainly, I'm seeing it with the rose colored glasses of nostalgia. Yet, I think there's something to it. For all the miracles we've been given in this age, they come at a heavy price. You're always in talk, always in touch, always being an adult.
Being an adult sucks.
What the shit? As much as I mean that, did I turn into an old man at a really young age? Childhood nostalgia has a strong pull for me. It was a time when everything wasn't technology and hurried and important. Certainly, I'm seeing it with the rose colored glasses of nostalgia. Yet, I think there's something to it. For all the miracles we've been given in this age, they come at a heavy price. You're always in talk, always in touch, always being an adult.
Being an adult sucks.