And it reminds me of a time a month or two ago. I stayed at work until 9pm or something get shit sorted out. Was totally shattered. As I got off the tube an hour later and was walking home, I went past a pub where I saw a local, who I recognise from just being a perennial middle aged pub bloke, standing at the bar, pint half drunk chatting away to a mate.

Now I know this bloke in a vague way and he's basically what people would call a loser. Think he's mostly unemployed. He'll be in the pub every day. Kinda drinks and eats take aways and watches the football and that's his entire world.

But is he a loser? I'm walking home shattered at 10pm, and he's been living it up, relaxed for a good few hours. He's not getting up at 6:45 in the morning to go to a job he hates.

In that moment I just saw him, then saw myself and I felt like he's got it right.

TELL ME.