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Monday 8th of June 2020

I’ve been feeling very lethargic today, kinda relaxed, kinda sleepy, spaced out… just lay down and let the world happen.

Yesterday I was talking to someone about their desire to quit smoking. The conversation ended with her saying:

‘I’ll get there one day.’

It felt so dismissive, as though her health didn’t matter, at least, not in the short term. But it got me thinking, ‘one day’ is just another way of saying never, ‘one day’ is some obscure, abstract future where things are better, easier, different. Do I do the same thing? How many times have I said:

‘I’ll get there one day.’

‘I’ll do this one day.’

‘I’ll be this person one day.’

‘I’ll accomplish that one day.’

But when is ‘one day’? If not now then when?