I’m 27 and for almost half of my life I’ve been living in various big cities. I’ve been observing a rising level of social anxiety in me and I was attributing it to just simply getting older and less socially active due to decreasing number of regular contacts.
I also had that presumption that everyone has their own active goals and so I would do my best to compress each social interaction as much as humanly possible to avoid taking too much time from that person.
Now I finally returned to village life and the so much slower everyday pace is just getting into my head. You’re just rambling around, greeting people passing you by, some will want to interact with you, after some time you initialize the interactions yourself. You’re just taking things slow, enjoying being a part of this community.
And it translates to the usual conversations too. I feel like I’m becoming so much more talkative. Smalltalk is no longer a chore, but rather a nice and refreshing activity.
100% true. The fast pace is of no good to anyone. I moved to the countryside after a cerebal bleeding caused me much troubles with all impulses one gets throughout the day. I can’t even begin to describe the difference it has made in litteraly every aspect of my life. There is always tomorrow. (If not, you won’t be there to notice it)
To each their own. I hate living outside a city.
I’m happy that you enjoy it, but “no good to anyone” is just wrong. 😅
That’s about the fast pace life not about living outside a city. I know many don’t understand how we can live here, and that’s fine. As you said: to each their own.
But … Slow down. Enjoy the moment. The fast pace, the ratrace … It doesn’t bring anyone any good