If Women Can Sleep Their Way To

What Do I Want To Take Home From My Summer Vacation? Time. The Wonderful Luxury Of Being At Rest. The Days When You Shut Down The Mental Machinery That Keeps Life On Track And Let Life Simply Wander. The Days When You Stop Planning, Analyzing, Thinking And Just Are. Summer Is My Period Of Grace.

If There's A Single Message Passed Down From Each Generation Of American Parents To Their Children, It Is A Two-word Line: Better Yourself. And If There's A Temple Of Self-betterment In Each Town, It Is The Local School. We Have Worshipped There For Some Time.

Every Thing, Even The So-called Timesaving Device And Energy-efficient Machine, Comes These Days With An Elaborate Set Of Instructions For Its Care And Feeding. Buying A Machine Has Become More And More Like Buying A Pet. ... We Are Time-crunched. Not Just By The Number Of Things We Have To Do, But The Number Of Things We Have. In The Late Twentieth Century, Things Have Become Our New Dependents.

Traditions Are The Guideposts Driven Deep In Our Subconscious Minds. The Most Powerful Ones Are Those We Can't Even Describe And Aren't Even Aware Of.

Slowly We Adjust, But Only If We Have To.