I often catch myself looking out of windows but not at anything in particular. You know, that moment when someone is just looking outside; staring. They’re not looking at something, just outside. You know, that moment at the end of the day, with a cup of coffee or a glass of wine or a pint of beer in their hand, and they’re just looking outside from the porch or the window or the terrace. That little moment when they tell themselves, “Life’s good”. I often catch myself having one of those. I hope you do too.