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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
Do you lose patience easily if things are going more slowly than you'd like? Do you ever get exasperated when walking with someone who is going so slowly that you wonder if you'll ever get to wherever you're going?
Slow drivers, slow Internet, slow queues at the bank—they all can make us feel impatient, even stressed. But slow things drive us crazy only because the fast pace of society has warped our sense of time
. In the past, things that seemed quick and efficient now drive us around the bend
. 'Patience is a virtue
that’s been vanquished in the Twitter age.'
What things do you find annoy you most with the pace of life these days? How obsessed are you by punctuality, by meeting deadlines, or by doing things as quickly as possible? Or do you find that you never have any problems with how fast or slow things are moving? (Maybe this relates to the question about preferring the city or rural life). https://getpocket.com/explore/item/why-your-brain-hates-slowpokes-860534259