Cought in the Delta.

So Delta, you know the Greek Letter?
It usually refers to change, or an estuary, both are necessities for human life or at least the development of civilization.

That's where my life is right now, in a delta, a constant flux. The problem with this flux is that it's horribly addictive. I could have a stable job with company X. I could be a government employee. The truth is if I'm not betting the farm on some half baked idea then I'm really not happy.

Mabye I'm a brain crack addict, or maybe I'm the worlds next industrialist; either way, I'm addicted to change.

Perhaps it's a survival tactic, I mean what with living under mores law. Or perhaps it's a genetic trait?

I guess I just have a really short attention span, and perhaps it happens to be a pandemic issue. Here look at movies, in the 1920's and 1930's the movie was developed as an extension from the stage play with a three hour format, now all screen plays are limited to 120 pages, maximum that's no more than a minute a page or two hours tops.

I can rifle through 120pages of a book in an afternoon now, provided it's well written and not too painful to read. Hell the futreurological congress took me two days.

Either way, it's not a matter of over programming but a matter of stimuli. It used to be that we would revel in a film for up to three hours on end, now we as a whole are so busy that we cannot enjoy three hours because waiting that long for anything becomes painfully due to the increased pace of life.

Perhaps that why we do not see any epics anymore, no one writes a trilogy that consists of three books each in excess of five hundred pages.

Examples include any of the calssical works (ie: the divine comedy) or anything from the last century, (IE: lord of the rings, War and Peace).

So now here we are stuck in the delta, addicted to information we cannot even digest.