Nehaveigur

There are moments when I can feel grace. Driving home after a drink with colleagues or friends while the sun is setting. Everything is more significant, new and meaningful ideas come easily, the music I listen to on the car radio becomes sublime. I’m not angry or anxious even if I think about things that would make me angry or anxious at other times. I feel blessed. It’s moments like this that I imagine would make someone more religious than me feel close to God. I don’t think He exists, but if I’m wrong about that, He must be very well intentioned towards me and not mind my lack of faith.