For all that I’m coming off what was effectively a three day weekend into a payday week, today has been pretty shit. Down, lonely, grey, and dreary. Thankfully it felt like it moved fairly quickly.
But that got me thinking, why would we be thankful for that? We’ve got what, 80 years or so? A child for maybe a quarter of that, too old to be as active as we’d like for a quarter of that, asleep maybe a third of the time, and we can be glad a day went fast? This was a thought that made me stop in my tracks and take a good look around. I don’t want to waste my time. I want to get up and get out. Do things. Feel things. Don’t waste days.
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