When did we all get so busy? So very busy. So dreadfully, unhelpfully, exhaustingly, busy. When I ask people how they are, they usually answer, ‘Good, thanks. Busy but good.’ When they ask me, I usually say the same. I’ve never heard someone say they are busy and good. It’s always busy but good; the implication being that although busyness and goodness aren’t compatible, we’re stoically resigned to soldiering on. Click here to read more…