Sometimes we forget about the little things: walking barefoot in dewy grass, sitting in that last patch of afternoon sunshine. Silly things, like the taste of cinnamon on a bun straight from the oven, or the warmth of sticky little fingers grabbing on to yours. Wonderful things, like skinny-dipping in the early dawn, or standing in the …
… is of course impossible. But in general we seem to think we can save time, sort of like putting it in a bank for later use. In particular, we put off trying to realise our dreams. “When I retire I will…” (paint masterpieces, write novels, walk around the Black Sea, learn to play the …
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