When we were young and impatient, we were in a hurry to live. We wanted more new people, emotions, impressions, things. We did not have time, we did not sleep, we raced through life like a high-speed train, landscapes flashing outside the window, barely visible, often blurred.
And here we are now, matured enough to start appreciating things. We have tried so many things that we clearly understand what is worth spending time on, and what isn't. We enjoy good food, cool people, smart movies, slow conversations. We buy fewer things, quantity gives way to quality. We no longer save on ourselves, on good food, on sleep.
