Quick Thought on Growing Up

When did everything change? I used to SPRINT to answer the phone when someone called, even if it wasn't for me. I used to wait by the window, watching for the mail man to deliver the mail so I could run out and get it. It was usually never for me. 

Now, I rarely answer my phone and loathe checking the mail, even the once or twice a week that I actually remember to do so. 

When did phone calls stop making me feel special, and mail stop giving me hope? I think it was when mail began demanding my money, and calls began demanding my time.