How strange, I thought…
I understand that now is all we are promised. I am learning to appreciate the present. I am practicing living in the moment.
One day I will look back on this time, in just the same way that I do now my childhood. I will reflect on these moments, and try my best to recall what it felt like it.
What I chose to do with my youth, with my life and time, and how I chose to spend it. To remember what it was to feel existence. To appreciate the all-encompassing negative space we call the passing of time
To relive a different now, while still appreciating the current now. And so I guess “past” and “future”
Are really just different names for the connected now. Now is, was, and, will be.
And then it struck me: try as we might, one life really is not enough
To learn To love To explore To create To appreciate To transcend To comprehend
Is there more? The eternal question. And none will know for sure, until