Why do we spend so much time thinking about what's next?

I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, and I don’t know if you do this too, but I’ve started to realise I so often don’t really let myself sit in things when they’re good. No one else would really notice I don’t think, it’s actually quite subtle. But even when things feel calm, or easy, or just… nice, there’s a part of me that moves ahead really quickly. I start thinking about what comes next, or how to keep it going, or what I should be doing with it. How can I use it? How can I benefit from it?

And it’s strange, because these are usually the moments I say I want more of. You now the ones we plan for and dream of. The calmer days, the ones where nothing feels too heavy, where things are ticking along and I feel a bit more like myself. But instead of settling into that, I almost rush through it.