I laugh when I think of moving now compared to antiquity. For most of our species’ history, “moving” constituted walking to another place, potentially with some sort of sack or bag .

Today I lumbered up and down stairs carrying boxes of things, back and forth between two bigger boxes. I’m incredibly grateful for my fortune and for where I’m moving, but it was still comical to consider how different the world is that we live in now.

It’s a useful exercise for recognizing how good we have it. Things have become simple, or easy, but we can still experience the same significance as our ancestors long ago.