13/06/2026
When Vincent wrote this, ‘modern life’ looked very different, yet the feeling is easy to recognise.
He probably experienced anxiety as something in the air: not owned, but absorbed, shaped by the pace and pressures of the time. Perhaps that’s why the line still resonates. Not because things are the same, but because living through change, and carrying some of its weight, is something we share.
And maybe there’s a quiet comfort in that: we’re not facing it alone.
