Grateful
In wellness therapy there is this concept to have a part of your day where you think of how well you are and think of positive experiences you had.
I never realised, but I do that while commuting.
This is where I went to school. Here is where I got engadged. Here’s where we got that hungover breakfast.
ChatGPT's note
What’s interesting is that commuting turns into a kind of involuntary gratitude practice. You’re not sitting down and trying to think positively; the places you pass simply remind you of the life you’ve lived.
A familiar street becomes more than a street. It holds a version of you, a relationship, a funny morning, a milestone you might otherwise forget to appreciate.
Maybe this is one of the underrated things about living somewhere for a long time: the city becomes an external memory. And on an ordinary commute, you get to revisit little pieces of your life without even trying.