The mountains ahead looked like they were painted by Bob Ross. Maybe you know him, he’s the guy who did these painting courses on tv. Incredibly skilled, a true craftsman. He clearly knew how to paint, even though his paintings wouldn’t probably be the ones you’d hang in your living room. Or anywhere else in your home. Or office. But still, it was amazing how with a only a few hand movements and a brush, he could create worlds in seconds. Inspiring, really. While looking at the mountains in the distance, how the intensity of their greys fade in the distance, the ones closer a bit darker than the ones that are clearly further away, you can almost hear his iconic voice, talking about where these little mountains live, and how you should push the paint right into the fabric of your canvas.
Staring at the mountains, thoughts would come. About the easy life of a student, how things were simpler then, and how one could watch The Joy of Painting in the middle of the night, coming home after a night out, without worrying too much about the world, tomorrow, or even about learning how to paint. As said: simpler times.
The big question would be now, whether those simpler times were also better times. There are quite a few people who think so. Who yearn for them, look back at them with deep feelings of nostalgia, and regret that they are over.
He looked around him in the car. A beautiful wife, a wonderful son and a super dog. All with him in the car, sharing his life right at this moment. In these times.
No, they were great, those simpler times. Absolutely worth to have lived through them and remember them fondly. Especially because they led to today, to the present he shared with the people and dog in the car he loved so much, and felt loved by. No, those simpler times were great, but these times are even better.