The time that passes, Seneca reminds us, is death. It belongs to death. You’ll never get to live that has been lived again. So why are you rushing? Why are you thinking about the future at the expense of the present? Why aren’t you showing up to the right here and right now?

I do think it’s super important right now and in the foreseeable future to really value moments of joy and to be intentional about making as many of them as you can