If you have read me much, you prolly already know about the "sunny-day special" I keep in the garage. I keep thinking the last ride will be the last ride of the season, then we have a nice day... now, I'll admit, 3000 miles later I'm still in love. aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh....
Anyway... what were we talking about???
Oh...... Holiday travels.
I drove to nowhere in particular that day and the first thing I noticed was how barren the streets were. Very few cars on the road, few folks out and about, and not many store open except for the typical 7-11's and Asian restaurants.
I'm not embarrassed to say, I loved it.
I submit that the very convenience we have makes our lives more hectic than they would otherwise be. Instead of having a day of rest, it's just another day we can cram "things to do" and "things to get" into the schedule. If we forget something, we can just run back out and get it. More trips, more hours tripping, less relaxing....
Why can't every Sunday be a holiday? I'm not talking a religious-centered celebration, but one devoted to the human condition. Taking a breath..... Giving (almost) everyone a time to spend with family, friends, or each other. We could find ways to get together, and share our passions and discover new ones. We could have a day when the TV would be off.... The movies would be closed.... The stores would open on Monday.... Everything not essential to everyday living - NOT open for business.
That sounds like heaven to me.
I'm sure the accountants, CEO's and folks that crave money would hate this version of life here, but I can dream can't I??????????