Today is a rare day for me – I'm at home, unhurried.

I'm cooking, turning on some music, and just enjoying the moment.

You know, when I travel, it's evenings like these that I miss the most.

I once lived for a week in a small house in the mountains of Italy.

Every evening, the woman who lived there would cook pasta and say,

"Happiness is when no one is in a hurry."

Sometimes I think she was right.

Do you know how to just stop and enjoy the moment?