slow down, you move too fast

I'm super slow getting to this, and now only know thanks to my Buzz feed, but this article almost made me cry.

I often wonder what I'm doing, feeling like a lemming, as I come and go from work always in a rush, hurrying past people on and off the T, usually distracted by my iPod or Blackberry. When did I become so stereotypically Financial District?

I'd like to think I would have noticed Joshua Bell if he had been playing at Park Street - in fact, I'm fairly certain I would have recognized that there was talent there. But not so sure I would have hung around to listen.

It's sad to be such a slave to the clock. When do we stop to smell the roses?