Hurry, hurry, hurry - WHY?

Reading the paper yesterday, I saw an article from a  columnist who bemoaned the fact that driving is no longer enjoyable - everyone is like a mad person.  She wondered what happened to the leisurely days of getting into your car and going for a ride to enjoy the scenery and the experience.  When, she asked, did it become "Hurry, hurry, hurry, me, me, ME!"?

Don't you feel that way sometimes? About yourself and about other people?  Do we REALLY accomplish more and do a better job when we're doing three things at the same time?  I know the driver yakking on a hand held phone is NOT doing a good job driving, of course neither is the woman yelling at the kids in the backseat or anyone texting (are they crazy or do they just have a death wish?).

Have we all bought into the thought process if we go faster, do more, we'll have more and therefore, we'll be happier?  Hmmm, how's that really working for us?  Reading the paper lately, it doesn't seem like it's going too well.

Gone are the good old days of sitting on the front porch listening to the radio for entertainment, but I'll bet I could find a lot less to do that really doesn't have to be done and I'd be able to sit on the front porch with a book more often.

So I'm going to slow down.  Leave a few minutes earlier for appointments, stop multitasking and look at what I'm doing to see if I REALLY need to do it right then.  I think my blood pressure just might go down.

How about you?  Got a front porch?