Sad...
I have a job as well, and kids... but even I find time to stop, if only for a minute or two when I find something beautiful. Yea, I’ve been late for a phone call or meeting, or soccer practice.... I’ve been occassionally yelled at for being late because of it.... but so what?
I also don’t use a cell phone other than emergencies, and enjoy being alone with my thoughts... I think many today have no clue how to be comfortable in their own skin. How can they, when they never spend one second truly alone or in silence?
Being late to pick up my kids simply isn’t an option for me. Not if they set up the Sistine Chapel on 485.