Things have been good lately.
Nothing dramatic. You’re sleeping better. Work has been easier. Someone you care about seems happy. For once, there isn’t much to worry about.
You notice yourself enjoying it.
Then a thought slips in.
How long will this last?
You don’t mean to spoil anything. You aren’t trying to be pessimistic. But now that you’ve thought about it, you start looking ahead.
Something could change at work. Someone could get sick. The relationship could hit a rough patch. Something unexpected could happen.
Of course, something eventually will. You know that.
But nothing has happened yet. Everything is still good.
And somehow, you’re already missing it.