I’ve recently started reading this beautiful book called A Swiftly Turning Planet by Madeleine L’engle. It’s pretty hard to absorb for a thirteen year old, talking about times and places and missiles and time travelling winds. But it’s an wonderfully written book, and there is one small excerpt which stuck in my head:
For Harcels [character], all Whens were Now. There was yesterday, which was gone, which was only a dream. There was tomorrow,which was a vision not unlike today. When was always Now, for there was little looking either backward or forward in this young world. If Now was good, yesterday, though a pleasurable dream, was not necessary. If Now was good, tomorrow would likely continue to be so.
Now is Good.