here

Always running and looking forward to the future.
I wonder if somebody ever told them,
wherever you go, there you are.
Isn’t it silly to chase something you can’t catch?

But who am I to ask,
if I also fall into the trap,
of confusing planning with escaping the present
and preparation with anxiety,
until I remember that life is about simple moments,
blended with dark times that feel so obscure that you can’t see a way out,
and beautiful instants that make your heart explode.

But all these fleeting moments make you understand
that what you need is right here, in the little things:

in the smell of this coffee,

in the warmth of your pet,

in the feeling of laying in your bed after a long day,
staring at the ceiling while you wonder

why are they always running.