I have never been one for the present. I see things not in what they are, but what they could might be. This can be a flaw of course, because I always want things to become better, potentially better, that I seem to regard whatever I have, own, possess, surrounded by, loved by, seem so inadequate. As a result, I shall always be striving for things beyond my reach, precisely because I do not make fully of what I have now. I do not enjoy the company that I have, the time given, the faculties and money and love showered.
I need a slap to the face to make me fully come to my senses and simply… be present.
(F is sitting next to me writing for a job application to UN)
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