Yearning

Years ago, when people went on a long trip, a neighbour or friend would get milk and bread and put it in their home. So they have something to eat and drink when they're back. Those were times when people who asked for directions to a friend's house actually wrote them down and memorized them. In those times people who set an appointment would show up in time. And if someone was delayed, they would wait there. The wouldn't go wandering around. And when they met, people would actually listen to each other. In those times you'd have a room prepared for unexpected guests, just in case someone drops by from a far city. Times when people rang the doorbell, not the phone. You were excited the first time you looked at the photos you sent for printing.

Those were times when not everything was instant, immediete. Words still had a meaning. Those were times when you could think before you do. Those were times of consideration. Times of patience. Those were times when you could still be surprized, you could still get away. You could still forget.