Time. It's a valuable thing. It's limited. Each moment is unique. How to live in that mode? Sometimes time swims by, some times it slows down and feels like it nearly stops. It feels fungible, it feels like it morphs. Is it real? Is it an illusion?
As a human being, you can count the days, the months, the years. You can read them on your body. We only get a certain allotment of time. Each of us has an expiration date. That's a little bit scary. And is it a cheat if sometimes we are just "passing time?" Are we cheating ourselves?
Can we extend the moments? Can we extend the good ones, and maybe shorten the bad? Good or bad those are our moments. Do we embrace or let go? What's the best way to live?