hooray for gravity

When I hear weather reports like the one I heard for tomorrow (wind chill below zero all day) I appreciate my current lifestyle and appreciate how much I owe to gravity.  When I lived in my house on an acre of land in the country, taking our the garbage meant trundling a big bin full of garbage bags out to the road over a driveway often covered with snow or ice.  Now that I live in an apartment I just carry my bag of garbage twenty steps down the hall and drop it down the chute.  I can hear it falling the full 10 stories and landing with a thump in the really big bin waiting in the basement.  Gravity is a good thing.  When I need to mail a letter, instead of walking out that same long driveway to put it in the mail box and flip the red flag up, after shoveling a clear space for the mailman to pull up to the mailbox, I simply walk twelve steps down the hall from my front door and drop my mail down the mail chute. Again the letters drop ten stories and this time land in the big mail box in the lobby.  When I first moved in here I feared that letters might get stuck somehow on the way down, but nothing ever has.  Again kudoes to gravity.  I know you're probably wondering who even mails letters these days, but sometimes I do.  I know, I know, call me old fashioned. Or perhaps that's an Old Fashioned calling me? Hummmmm?