It seems like every year, we are rushed to the next thing sooner and sooner. No sooner is Halloween over, and we have Christmas foisted upon us. I was at Target the other day on Halloween morning, and already they were dismantling their Halloween displays and putting up Christmas stuff. Christmas! On October 31! And as soon as Christmas is over, Valentine’s stuff will be out. We can now expect back-to-school ads and store displays by mid-July these days, and by August you can’t find kids’ sandals. I understand planning ahead and being prepared, but something is getting lost in all this. Now is getting lost.
I don’t like it, this rush, rush, rush to the next thing. I think it plays a big part in this feeling that life just whizzes by quicker and quicker all the time. Plus it just burns me out. If I’ve been forced to “enjoy” Christmas decor and piped-in music since the end of October, I’m completely weary of it by Christmas day. There’s no novelty left when I’ve been slogging through it for two whole months.
Why can’t we savor the here and now? Let’s all just slowwwww down.