That awkward moment when you catch yourself, all contorted, bending around staring at the back end of things rather than looking forward.
I liked this little bird.
How often do we get caught so caught up in the past, that we are not even seeing the present moment or the future.
I found myself in that situation today. I kept thinking about last night and this morning and what had gone on with my family (nothing major, just typical stuff), wondering how it could have been different.
While I was doing that, I was missing the joy and power of today.
You can’t see the future if you aren’t looking forward.