Some thoughts in the evening of a lovely spring day

It's quite funny, but not so long ago I was thinking that I really wanted to be in the house by Christmas even though our completion date is the end of January. But just lately, as I walk around the village shops I have been noticing the beautiful decorations and lights in the windows. It really is a stunning part of the earth to live, of course it has its drawbacks, otherwise we wouldn't be moving, but I am glad I will get to spend one last Christmas up here in the hills.
Mum used to take us for a drive through the hills when we were kids. We'd travel at a nice leisurely pace, admiring the scenery and popping into shops full of things we couldn't possibly afford. Now I curse these people who drive through so slowly because they are holding me up, (I suppose I wouldn't mind so much if they would allow you to pass - but they speed up whenever you attempt to overtake). Maybe I am missing a lot by always being in a hurry and not truly appreciating the beauty around me. I am moving somewhere very flat, very suburban and very bland. Perhaps I should not always be thinking the grass is greener, perhaps I should have stayed put??? Who knows?
I will make the most of our new home when we do move in, even if we only get to live there for a year or two. I will enjoy living in a place that is mine (and the bank's) and enjoy the fact that I was able to watch it being built.
Perhaps it is just a stepping stone to something more suited to me. A cottage by the sea perhaps in a small seaside village. Of course there aren't many of them left at all, look at what has happened to Inverloch, commercialism has taken over. Money and possessions...why do people think that is all there is to life? Why do people feel the need to be so competitive and strive to make others feel small and insignificant? What is it about humanity that drives us to be so..so..so inhumane? I wish I was a bird, I'd fly above all this mayhem and cruely, I'd catch a wind current and float far far away. And then I'd rip some poor defenceless worm out of the ground for my tea. I guess cruelty is everywhere, but at least in nature it serves a purpose. But so many people are cruel for the sake of being cruel. I will never understand, and for that I am glad. Because if I ever do understand, then maybe I will have become like them!