June 30 · Reflection
Seneca closes On the Shortness of Life by urging us to gather up our days and truly live them, rather than always preparing to live somewhere up ahead. It's easy to treat now as a waiting room for some better life that starts later, after the goal, the move, the someday. But this ordinary day is the life. The people in it, the work, the small pleasures, this is what you've been given. You don't have to make it grand. You only have to be present for it, to actually arrive in your own life instead of watching it pass. However plain today looks, it counts. Live it while it's here.