Rushing.

Life is a state of constant anticipation. The world can't wait. It's losing attention. They want much more than is in their laps. Eyeing up the next thing just out of grasp. Just being alive used to be just enough. Now it's "Let's fill out life's with meaningless stuff." Even in death, in order to rest. There's a matter of debt. A fancy wood box to preserve your good looks. If that you can't afford, you're ashes and dust.