What was the first feeling that you came across this morning?
I can not remember, I'm always too glued to the present. With each passing moment as it becomes something that fades out of existence, it's as if it never mattered, slowly losing its significance. My ever important present, losing its value as it becomes cemented in my past.
So what truly matters? Who we are, our collective subconscience, is tied up in the past; we are focused on the future; we live in the present.
A serious conflict of interest.
When a child falls off his bike and realizes that his unexpected transition to the pavement has left him with a gash in his knee, you might listen to him crying and have thought his world was to perish, but 20 years from that moment, he may never draw from that memory again.
I look back on my life. A past time that all too few of us practice, trying to figure out exactly what lessons I have learned.
Not the obvious lessons. Anyone who is to play with fire and get burned will practice caution in the future or Darwin may find himself another case study. But what subtle lessons have defined me? What experiences changed me for the worse and for the better? Am I the strongest person I could be right now or am I on the weaker side of that spectrum?
A humble moment on a park bench watching the trees sway with an August breeze, a smile from a stranger, a brief moment in a far off city shared with a good friend.. All seem somewhat insignificant, but could define you in every way you do not realize.
How we move with those moments define us...
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