Pause for Thought
Oh, the habits of the past and what was a comforting routine is no more. Many years ago, it was a casual relaxing pleasure to do something easy and different from weekdays, on a Saturday morning. Simple regimes like going through the newspapers. Or catching up with people in a cafe. And driving like crazy just to try eating some hyped up dish, even before Instagrammable culinary. On a small island, it was doable, until the escalating traffic jams made me think twice. The pleasure and reward were to catch up with fellow human beings. The underlying pace was that it was unstructured, flexible and had delightful changes in store - surprise me! Across the plains of Greater Sydney, I had to plan arrival and appointment times, for distances were greater to transverse and traffic jams even more congested at particular hours. Now the newsagent is a sad shade of its past activity and future possibilities. The dominance and ease of online publications have decimated the pr...