Feel nostalgic about the things to come. Realize that wherever you go, you’ll be living, moving forward in time. And every second of your life, you’re creating new moments that you’ll end up pining for when you move on to the following seconds.
Feel nostalgic about every step, as often as possible. Make the increments as minute as you can. Because that step will soon be stepped on and passed in space and time, but not yet. When you look back at the steps you’ve trodden, you’re a powerless observer. When you envision yourself several steps in the vanguard, looking back at your current self, you’ll long for it all. This lost present.
You, whoever you are, have many steps to climb. One or two or one thousand Empire States. Copious steps left to enjoy and regret. Because eventually, everyone leaves everything behind. So far, that’s been the deal for being alive.
Become aware of those millions of sights, tastes, sensations, sounds and smells that are fated to channel through your living body. They’re not yours to keep. Treat yourself to the trite experience of a dying man. Watch all those images flicker and dance before you.
And then be thankful and sparked. Because one day they’ll stream away at your wake, but today they stream in your direction.