one timid day when i was riding in a car i couldnt really call my own, i thought of all the things i worried about, all the petty things i thought were important, all the things my heart ached from, all the things that caused my brain to swell and then thought of how important they would seem to me in about 10 years or so, and came to the realisation that they probaly wouldnt at all- i probaly wouldnt even remember them.
so why do we get so caught up in the 'here and now'? why do we dwell on the past and forget the future even exisists?
what we experiance this min, this hour, this day, has been done, it has its own place in history, it has