It seems like I keep posting these later and later in the day. Not sure if that is helping or hindering my creative juices in terms of what to write. The days just don’t seem long enough lately, and trying to make the most out of a day can lead to really long hours. They aren’t too bad, though, since I really do love what I do. It sometimes makes me wonder how life got this way. It used to be you worked as soon as the sun came up, and work was over once the sun went down. There really were no exceptions because work depended on daylight. Candles were a commodity that few could afford in those days, so work was over and families were able to spend time together sitting in front of the fireplace. How did we go from that, to “burning the candle from both ends”? And why is it so difficult to slow down and take time to rest. What, in society, has trained us that working non stop is the way to go. When did we stop valuing personal time. Our minds and bodies need rest to heal and function, so why is it so hard to come by? So many of us try to get as little sleep as possible just to have more hours in our day. Which is fine for the occasional moments, especially if it is involving doing something you truly enjoy, but it has become a habit to a point where its hard to sleep at nights, or at least hard to get a full nights sleep. I was sitting here wondering if people were happier or less stressed back in those times, and realized that they had just as many things to keep them awake at night as we do now. I’m sure they wondered how they could pack as much as possible into their days, which, if you think about it, were so much shorter without candle light or electricity, and worried about health, and family, and other things we still think about today, and plenty of things that aren’t even on our radars any more now. So I guess, humans are just humans, and (other than modern technology and the like) we really haven’t changed that much.