Running on empty
Yesterday, as I was driving my two children home from various playdates and activities, my car came to a dead stop right in front of our gate. Right in front of our gate. I literally could not get it to go another centimeter. After a couple of confusing moments trying to work out what could have possibly gone wrong and how I could have broken my car we ascertained that I had run out of petrol. Right in front of our gate. I have never, in my entire life, run out of petrol. But this will speak to you about the overwhelming reality that I am living in. And I say this because I know that at least 80% of people reading this are probably in the same boat as me for one reason or another. There's just too much noise, and worry, and anxiety to sometimes see the little flashing red light that tells us that we're running on empty. And maybe its just every single person who I have recently had any kind of interaction with who feels like this or it is all of us. I susp...