Complications

All high the previous evening - as I found way to my room, I stumbled upon a realisation.

From the day's heat, the room was no less then an oven waiting to bake its inmate; whilst the balcony through which I had just made my way in, was simply put - pleasant - pleasant as in "only fan type" pleasant.

It struck me. We out of fear (primarily), started sleeping indoors than under the stars; the way it used to be. Then to replicate the comfort, we invented machines as air-conditioners and to run them - the power/electricity. Then a part of us is working to pay of the power bill.

Why all the go betweens creating complications ?

Just A Thought !