It's all about me, right?

Lately I find myself becoming increasingly annoyed, frustrated, angry and saddened about what I perceive as the lack of consideration and self-absorption I see in our society. We’re so “busy” that we can’t seem to think about other people. I realize I am generalizing, of course, but things do seem to be different than they were 25 or 30 years ago. And not in a good way. Or maybe I’m just getting old. I read a book last year called “Slow Is Beautiful” by Cecile Andrews. An inspirational read for sure. Isn’t there more to life than being “busy” and striving? Being “busy” has almost become something that has status. When was the last time you asked someone how they were doing…..and then actually took the time to listen to the answer?