Lately I’ve been living in a world of the future.
It’s hard not to. Faced with the pandemic I can’t help but to dream about what I’m going to do when it’s all over.
How will I approach relationships with people?
How much more will I travel?
How will I start “living more” instead of dreaming more?
I’ll admit that at times these thoughts can bog me down. And I tell myself “live in the present.”
But you know what? The present totally sucks. I’m sorry but it does. At least sometimes it does.
And as much as I know to “live in the now” and “be in the moment,” that moment can totally blow.
Living in the present is no picnic but neither is living period.
Living in the present is the harder path but it’s the more valuable one.
Living in the future is the easier path but almost never works out the way you think it will.
Why am I telling you all of this?
Honestly? I just felt like ranting today. Life isn’t always sunshine and rainbows. Even for me, your humble narrator.