As I am healthily running through the most beautiful and quiet countryside ever,
I am internally ruining the moment by complaining about all the things I could do to improve my professional condition, and finally get to do what I really love : running through a quiet countryside, for instance.
Focusing on what we might have under such and such conditions is a sure way to overlook what we have.
What we have is temporary and will vanish.
What we might have is not less temporary… but it is contemplating a never ending illusionary landscape