A man once told me, "When you're running you don't look at the horizon. You'd trip. And you don't stare at your feet either. You look one or two steps ahead and then take those steps."
I'm a horizon chaser.
I set my eyes on the mountains and ponder how to conquer them while I hardly notice the boulder I just climbed over.
I forget today for tomorrow is all my brain lets me consider.
I just want to be old. I want to be creaky and tired but have had my whole life worked out.
I want to think upon when I was young and all the things I did and laugh at my stupidity and silliness.
But for some odd reason I find it difficult to live out those memories right now.
In the end though, what's the point of getting on with one's life if you forfeit the joy of today?
Today I decided to start challenging myself with that question.
I stepped outside and opened my eyes to today and this is what I saw:
Driving on the road I let a man in a truck pull in front of me and he gave me a short, quick wave of his hand in gratitude.
Leaving the coffee shop this morning I rushed to pull my car out so that the lady behind me could pull out easily and she gave me a kind smile.
The receptionist at my appointment today smiled at me so I talked with her and she gave me a snippet of what her life looked like.
Going into a store I started a conversation with the proprietor of the establishment and learned about her life and what was going on with the store.
I walked past a old man and wordlessly nodded and he nodded back.
These are the joys of being alive today. Small but so very impactful and so very important.
I'm so glad I didn't miss them.
This is very well written Jadon. I can visualize this.
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