It’s interesting – the concept of gratitude permeates my life, and it’s not feigned, I am absolutely sincere. I am grateful for everything I have. But I sometimes think – grateful to who?
Obviously, if someone does something for us, we are grateful – especially if they didn’t have to do it. In my mind, giving of yourself because you want to rather than have to is the highest form of human behavior. Reaching out and helping someone just because you want to, expecting nothing in return, is something I find profoundly moving. In fact, sometimes I am grateful simply because I can help.
But free-floating gratitude is a bit of a mind fuck if you’re an atheist. There is no god or higher power I am grateful to since I don’t believe they exist. So when I feel this way, it’s more of a state of mind. I choose to be grateful because it makes my life better.
I am taking nothing for granted because I know it can all be gone in a second.
I am grateful for every fucking minute because I know that at some point the show will be over.
Until then, I’ve got shit to do, some of which will hopefully be useful to someone else.