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Today I was sorting through my things, which ones to throw away and which ones to keep, and I found my once favorite sleeveless vest. And... And finally, mercilessly threw her out. About 10 years ago I bought it for a lot of money, it was black, beautifully knitted and made of pure wool. With large log-shaped buttons and air loops made of leatherette. Its length hid and hugged the hips, and at the same time the buttons ended 20 centimeters from the bottom of the sleeveless vest. It could be worn either with trousers or with a skirt, wearing a blue or red turtleneck underneath (I loved bright knitted turtlenecks at that time) or something else... And heels or without them... It was comfortable and warm... In general , I adored her... And then one day, after work, I threw her into the washing machine... Well, you understand, washing machines have a wool mode... While I was pouring the powder, the phone rang... I picked up the phone... I turned on the machine and... And after a while, I saw with grief that my favorite sleeveless vest was washed at 90 degrees and 1000 rpm... This was her second or third wash... Do you think that call was important for me or someone else? No, he just was. And I understood that I could call this person back a little later. But at that moment, someone was always a priority, and I, with my needs, came a little later... This very often happens when we are running somewhere, in a hurry, and we don’t see or hear what’s happening at this particular moment... As if life would begin around the corner, and here and now this is just some kind of preparation for it. Tomorrow will come, and I will do what I have long wanted, I will be attentive to myself, I will take care of myself, I will live in each specific moment, I will be my priority, I will... And today? Today I have no time. Today I will quickly, quickly throw my favorite woolen sleeveless vest into the machine. And, not paying attention to the temperature and the number of revolutions, I will start the wash... Living in the here and now is not just a phrase, it is a way of thinking, a way of life, and actually life itself. All the best and life in every minute! Elena Denisenko Bravitskaya - clinical psychologist, educational psychologist, body-oriented therapist, art therapist, NLP practitioner, spiritual practitioner