I was just thinking about how my car is overdue for new tyres.
That tiny thought took me down the rabbit hole of thinking about the future and I contemplated the idea that the future is supposed to be better than everything that came before.
I thought, if I can get a good, stable job I like, that’d be great. And eventually we’ll get a new, more environmentally friendly car. When those two things happen, life will be grand.
But if I was to write future-me a letter with what little wisdom I have right now, I wouldn’t tell myself I’m fortunate to be rid of my current circumstance or fortunate that I have a new job or car.
I think I’d just feel blessed if I have the same wonderful family and friends around me.
I think I might be living in a golden age of my life without fully realising or appreciating it.
Thank you for being a part of this season with me.