Day: October 30, 2026

A tourist in my own life

A still pond with grey-green water, boulders along the bank and pine trees, with an empty wooden bench on the grass at the water’s edge, under a soft cloudy sky.

I had become very good at keeping everything in order, without noticing how little room that left to simply be in my own life. It took me a while to see the pattern. Even longer to start wondering whether I could live with it differently.