Save Tonight

Time marches on. It carries us onward with little thought for our desires and our fears, our dreams or our minute lives. As it moves, it forces us to move with it, regardless of how much we might want to be left behind. Yet every now and again, there is a moment so perfect that time seems to stop, or at least slow down, out of respect.

Such moments are incredibly rare, and if you’ve experienced one, then you are indeed blessed. If you haven’t, it’s important to remember that every moment is special, even if it isn’t perfect. Perhaps of greater consequence than the uniqueness of each moment, is the fact that every moment is precious. Regardless of whether we will remember it fondly or foully, what matters is that we will remember it. 

Our life spirals around, from the place where we are born, all the way in to where Death carries us from the world. This echoes the only Keynesian principle that I agree with, “In the long run, we’re all dead.” We are born, we will die. So what really matters is the things which come in between.

Whether it is the crescent shadows cast by a solar eclipse or the rushing headlights of Anaheim at ten o’clock at night, the moments you share with others will be how they catalog you. In turn, the instants which pass between you will be how you remember them.

As we grow, we have moments that we share with no one else. Oftentimes, it is because we are alone. Occasionally, it is because we withdraw our minds from those around us while we think deep thoughts. There is another kind of unshared moment, perhaps the most painful, but I think I’ll omit it for the sake of brevity.

In any case, these moments, shared or not, are the sum of our existence. Without regard for what happens in it, cherish each moment, because it’s a great time to be alive. Remember the instants, lest you forget yourself. And most importantly, save tonight, so that you’ll always know how precious your moments are.


--Random