This discussion is getting a little thin.. but I sense this is a very deep
metaphor (however unintentially). My first guess it deeply appeals to
those of us who live exceedingly busy lives but feel as though we're
accomplishing very little (speaking for myself). I have a difficult time
imagining those who have little to do (e.g., poverty folks) would identify
much with it. We want to accomplish a lot. It's hard to imagine
accomplishing anything doing nothing. We/I get very anxious. Nervous. Life
passing us by? Not getting our share of recognition? It seems this may be
the result of our incorporating a very culturally bound process; again
confusing quanity with quality. Maybe we'll find something in a book I
hear about...Connections...?