Observing your life with perspective is unnatural.
We continue cruising constantly.
Until we stop.
We catch a rear-view snapshot of a life running behind us.
An unexpected compliment that highlighted your work.
A friendly stranger who who spoke a truth you needed to know.
An emotion reverberated through your body you didn’t know existed.
And you stopped.
You caught up with your shadow.
The spotlights showered your accomplishments.
You were blinded by the brightness of your backward glance.
A life well-observed is a life well-lived.
He said, she said.
Look behind you.