I was thinking about all this again this morning, when I toasted some bread in my "flap" toaster. I had to remember to flip the slices and it suddenly occurred to me that living in the 1930s really slows me down, calms me, makes me more mindful and aware of what's going on around me, and just plain soothes the stress of work. Everything takes a little longer -- for example, having to grind my coffee by hand and then waiting for it to percolate -- and everything requires time and attention. There's a lot more to be said about this, but I'm trying to keep my posts under 8000 words these days. Let's just say that remembering to put clean handkerchiefs in my purse and some nice gloves on as I leave the house makes me feel so much more civilized. As a result I actually feel as though I like other people better when I see them outside on the sidewalk, if that makes any sense.