Sunday, 11 September 2016

Here for a good time not a long time

I'd not heard this phrase until the last year or so, and now am frequently reminded of it. I worry more than needed and my cautious inclinations can squish the joy out of living. Today I'm reading at a baptism, and its the one about the lillies of the field not worrying.
And so yesterday I decided not to fret about costs, that everything will be fine with money this time next year, and so to enjoy this weekend now whilst it's happening. I was like a big kid on the final train. For me the point was the journey rather than the destination, I was so excited about seeing the rivulets and the patterns in the sand, and marvelling at the engineering that meant we could cross water by train. In comparison other passengers were dozing, maybe this is a regular commute for them? I'm perhaps the same, working in Blackpool where I just get frustrated by traffic at the same time people next to me are excitedly enjoying their holidays.
I'm a big believer tho in enjoying life on the way, hope you enjoy all your metaphorical and actual journeys today :-)

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