Is it necessary for us to live in the city...in the midst of all the heat and dust. Spending most of what we earn on the rentals, huge fuel bills and other "catch me" expenses? Why do we have to crawl thru life and make a living like an insect in the glass and mortar jungle? Why not live the years in a free atomsphere, spending what we have really have in measured quantiy - "time"; doing things we always "liked" and with those we "love"?
Rather spend hours daily travelling, doing things to just get past 12 AM in the clock...with not a clear idea of the next day. We think of a future, which is not but a continuation of our present in changed circumstances! A future sprinkled with comforts, easing out some of the tasks we today enjoy?
How about a clicking and clanging life of close to hundered years...where every breadth is with the aroma of something fresh...something you just like and don't know about today?
Would you want such a life?
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Romanticising about past is activity grand-dads speacialise in.
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