Living in the Moment.

We assume people that are living in the moment are those spontaneous, colourful types. The ones that can have polygamous relationships and emerge emotionally unscathed, or just drop their job because it’s shit, and not worry about the impact on their finances, or take all their clothes off and run into the sea in front of everybody. And I can’t do any of those things.

This morning I learned a lesson though. Because I woke up, wandered down the stairs, and into the kitchen to put the kettle on, and my eye immediately, like a hawk seeing a mouse from 100 feet in the air, landed on the box of…