He thinks it would be easier, maybe, if things would just stay the same for longer than a decade at a time; that humanity's progression could just stop and take a break for a while.
While the advances in medical technology are great, the downside is far greater.
New York is transforming right before his eyes in seemingly no time at all; the buildings are getting taller, have new designs, are made more elaborate; the automobiles, more commonly referred to as 'cars' now, are more popular than ever and are redesigned just about every other day; even the people are changing, not only due to age – which touches all (other than him) and dress (so many different fashions nowadays, Abigail loves to try them out for a while), but in ethnicity as well – new groups of immigrants are coming in from Ellis Island every day, leading him to practice his languages more often in case he happens to run into one on the street.
His own family is not left unchanged; aside from Abby's continuing exploration of fashion, Abraham has sprouted up like a weed; once upon a time, he would sit for hours at a time on his adopted father's lap listening to books read in Latin or tales of a hundred years ago, but now, seemingly a blink of an eye later he's too busy chasing after lovely girls or goofing off with his ridiculous friends to be listening to stories.
However, out of all the changes, one thing remains the same; Abigail still smiles at him dreamily every morning when she first wakes up; still kisses him on the cheek when he leaves for work; always welcomes him home with a tight hug and a far more passionate kiss on the lips.
She's always there for him no matter how the world might change (and if she has a few graying strands of hair on her head, what does that matter?).
And he thinks, maybe, as long as that stays the same, and he has his family by his side, he can handle any changes the world has to offer.
A/N: Oh Henry, you won't be thinking that way for long. :'(
~Persephone