When I was growing up we had watched season of “Dallas,” as a family and had to wait months to find out if Bobby was dead. He wasn’t. The previous season was an intense dream / nightmare.

We watched new cartoons one episode at a time after school in our elementary days.

Now, seasons drop and you can stream them. You have a remote in your hand and would never have to get your ass off the couch to turn a dial.

You don’t develop pictures and wait to see which shots are terrible. And you can simply filter your photo so that your forehead and your elevens look soft.

Yes, our world is fast. Our world is slightly contrived.

Dating is like that too. You have a menu of all kinds of women and message them after viewing a picture. It’s fast.

It took me about three-weeks to find a local woman who’s about 75-minutes from me, and another woman who’s (sadly) in the Boston area. I have some feels about the latter because I was just there 5-weeks ago, and now it will involve some complicated moving parts for us to be together IRL. I see local woman on the 30th.

Do good things come to those who wait? How do you slow down in our world?