Fun? Excitement? What's that? The adrenaline rush from crossing the road knowing that a silver Ferrari missed you by mere inches? Or the high induced by endorphins after a strenuous run? When was the last time I experienced all of that, and more...?
"What's not important is the there and then...what's important is the here and now" is what I always say when people come to me for advice. Or when I give it, whether out of goodwill or for some other reason. Yet, I never seem capable of applying good advice to myself. Is this some sort of cynical reverse reverse psychology that afflicts homo sapiens? That people never listen to their own advice, no matter how good it is?
Right now I just ain't feelin' so good.
There are some people who live in the past. I am one of those.