Intrusion Of Reality

I believe there was a time when time could be set aside--broken up, so that occasions were occasions, and everyday was everyday. Now, there is almost always the intrusion of reality.
 
I believe there was a time when we could lose ourselves in the moment--escape into the good or the bad without looking forward or back. Now, there is almost always the intrusion of reality.
 
I believe there was a time when catering to a child, fulfilling all needs, took precedence over everything, allowing me to shut out whatever wasn't that child. Now, there is almost always the intrusion of reality.
 
I believe that there are still times when we can, and should, close out the world, so that we can focus where we want, when we want. Perhaps there will always be the intrusion of reality. But how we handle that intrusion--perhaps we simply have to be more careful about opening the door...