Humans spot patterns even when there are none. It’s part of what we do to make sense of our world. It helps us to feel order.
A few years ago, it seemed like every time I went on annual leave I’d come back to find another member of our team had taken a new job. Now it’s measured in time since the stroke.
Exactly three months (to the very day) later, I went back to work; exactly six months (to the very day) later, I left said job permanently; and today, exactly nine months on, my boss left my old work too, and a dear person in my circle of friends has died, many decades too soon for my friends to bear.
Life is for living. Whatever we have we should make the most of it because we never know when it might be taken away. Does that sound depressing? I don’t think it should be. We have today. Whatever state we’re in and whatever we feel we should have and don’t. We have today. What should we do with it?