Getting Old?
I laugh every time I watch the new +AT&T commercials.
The premise: 'Its not complicated.'
You know the one’s, “What’s better, a small treehouse or a big treehouse?”
“What’s better, faster or slower?”.
How can we make Grandma faster? “+Tape a cheetah to her back!”
In spite of the laughter I have to ask, is there more to life than
The premise: 'Its not complicated.'
You know the one’s, “What’s better, a small treehouse or a big treehouse?”
“What’s better, faster or slower?”.
How can we make Grandma faster? “+Tape a cheetah to her back!”
In spite of the laughter I have to ask, is there more to life than
Faster! Bigger! Newer!?
It truly amazes me how much we’ve come
to embrace these three adjectives.
And I guess that’s all right depending on your perspective of life,
and your life goals.
True...
"Faster" is good if you’re trying to win a race,
"Bigger" might be good if you're a growing nine year old
boy,
not a growing 48 year old man!
And "Newer" definitely is better if the diaper you put
on your two year old
was put on after breakfast,
and you're now beginning to smell something quite peculiar
while sitting on the couch watching the 7:00 pm + SportsCenter.
My point is when it comes to life,
I’ve begun to enjoy a different set of adjectives.
One in particular is "slower".
I find that I tend to gravitate toward the center,
or even the right lanes, on the interstate now.
And when it comes down to dinners,
which used to be a contest to see who could finish first;
are viewed as precious quality time and might last close to
an hour.
Maybe 90 minutes on the weekend.
I MUST be getting old,
because for me, there’s more to life
than increasing its speed.
How about you?
Take Care,
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