Friday, 11 September 2015

There will never be another today.

Today I'm commuting to Leyland for work. The destination may not be picturesque but the journey is gorgeous - miles of stunning Lancashire countryside streaming past the train windows.

At the table seat in front of me are 4 people clearly not happy with their lot. So far they've collectively ranted for over an hour about their boss and their employer, at times becoming quite personal, and not once did any of them glance out of the window.

What drives me in life?  The knowledge that this is it, this is today, I don't get the chance to do it again tomorrow. How do any of us know this isn't our last today? Rant and rage if you need to but take a breath, look out of the window and take a moment to appreciate today before it turns into just another yesterday.