Disclaimer: This post was penned after watching About Time.
We go by life most of time living each day at a time. Looking forward to next week, or the month after at the very most. Everyday we experience a myriad of emotions. We end the day with thoughts ranging from “the best day of my life” to “I’m so glad the day is over.” And yet, if I were to ask you to pick out the last time such days happened, you will have some trouble recalling them.
Human emotions are such that it always works on the theory of relativity. When time actually travels by you, you fail to appreciate the value of the moment in time you are at. You experience another ‘happier’ day and suddenly the memory of your previous ‘happiest’ day doesn’t exist anymore. You keep escalating your hopes and having mental images (confetti, champagne, Paris) about the potentially happiest, soul-numbing day of your life that may or may not happen in this lifetime of yours. You keep telling yourself this deserved happiness is within reach that you forget to make the best out of this very moment. (Pardon the cliché)
So, my single thought for this moment is live for the now and for life at large, all at once. Because at the end of time, life is always, always, remembered and cherished by the single moments that go pass without even whispering anything to you.
All we can do is, do our best to relish this remarkably uninteresting (and boring) ride.