It seems a little like when you get what you want, its never quite as satisfying as you first thought.
The beauty of modern life. Its been said before:
We have more speed but less time
Our wallets’ are fatter buying empty goods
We do more now but accomplish less
Knowing more than we ever did but not understanding why
Our lives are spent hurried place to place going nowhere
We compressed our lives trying to get more, squeezing them
to death
We come back to homes over-filling in content
ringingly empty in life.
And here I end my rant. Thanks for playing.
