youth

I am sitting in the bush and the tree I am under is dropping it's spiky, rock-solid seed pods. I am waiting for one to land on my head.

The fact I am young and healthy should not be taken for granted, nor be wasted. I felt such deep gratitude for this fact just now.

I am sitting in the shade; the sun is filtering through the leaves and bouncing off the turquoise water in front of me; butterflies are dancing around me; the wind is whispering softly; the air is pure and scented with eucalyptus. What isn't there to be grateful for?

This is the youngest I'll ever be.