The photo above gave me joy. I shot it on film at the end of a lovely evening in Wales where we had disappeared for a few days of rest and relaxation. Just me, my wife and my son. Peace and quiet, no clocks to watch, no phones to look at, no work. Natural rhythms.
But now I can’t remember the last time I felt joy. Not happiness, excitement or even a feeling of fun, but joy. And I don’t seem to be unique in this. Whilst flicking through my Reddit feeds I came across this post in the r/millenials section: Is anyone else just completely and totally worn out?
The replies really hit a nerve. You see I’m not a millennial by a good few years but what many of these comments were describing was a sense of physical mental and even spiritual exhaustion.