Jarring

Sometimes I get so caught up in what I think I feel or what I want to feel, that I forget to feel.
I get lost in future moments that I don’t even realize the present moments.
This is exactly why those sharp jolts back to the present are both beautiful and terrible.
Because in one moment I feel like I’m present, I feel the gift of being alive. But that very moment is a sad reminder that something which should be a given in everyday life- to feel present- is such a rarity is jarring.
How did we get so far away from ourselves?