why is everyone in such a hurry?
traffic jams of angry drivers, impatiently tapping their feet
fast walkers tutting with their heads bowed down,
not even noticing how pink the sky is this evening
contact-less cards because typing in a pin took too long,
high speed rail, because trains aren’t quick enough
friendship at our fingertips
so connection is instant.
Workers behind tills have guilt in their eyes when a frustrated customer has to wait more than 3 minutes to be served.
Everything is too quick. High speed for our convenience.
The world is getting faster and faster and no one has the time to stop and enjoy it
So wrapped up in the tasks that must be done, that we cannot admire what has been done.
Books, buildings, rivers, art, humanity
Why is everyone in such a hurry?
Pseudolethologica 