Today I couldn’t help but wander into an echo of the past. Where time was slow and the sound was tunned. Where you worked from sunrise to sunset, but somehow throughout the day you still had leeway to dream, room to breathe. And at the end of the day you had a sense of fulfillment over the work that got done, not a mound of anxiety over the things that didn’t.

I know, those were different times. In another era, you might say. Also time has now a flavor of urgency attached to it.

I agree.

But as those times, at that time, we took for granted, I believe we have so many things now that we take for granted.

How many more years have to pass before we learn to appreciate the seasons we are in? How many blessings we’ll fail to acknowledge and be grateful for? Until when will we do this dance of ignoring the present and regretting the past?

I am done. Done with chasing a ghost of an alternative reality. So tired of always having in front of my eyes the “can’t”-s, the “half-done”-s, the “what if”-s. From now on I’ll chase today’s gift, I’ll look with anticipation for tomorrow’s blessings, run hard to make the most of NOW.

Because, honestly,  now is all we’ve got.