I rarely think about how I’m lucky to live in a warm house with running water, have access to the internet, the freedom of a car, or that I’ve outlived plenty of my ancestors. I barely notice any of it – to my shame.
But nearly every time I have that first sip of Fanta Orange or bite of a burger I am immediately delighted, gleeful and thankful.
As I’ve gotten older, less and less excites me. Life simply felt sweeter at 16. But at least a Sprite still tastes just as sweet.