I Live Four Weeks At A Time
It’s better than “day by day”, and less morbid than “when I retire”
While sipping my favorite coffee and enjoying the company of a colleague, a rhetorical question floated to the top of the conversation: “How would things change if there were only 30 more days to live?” I’d already known my answer, but, I’ve perfected the art of word choice in recent months to allow levity and lightheartedness to remain front and center. Yet, the fact remains that in my pursuit of living without regret, I’ve been living with a more joyfully conscious awareness of finite time since March 2022.
A Serendipitous Moment
I’d just finished a silent argument. Do you know the kind? A loved one or family member commits an act that leaves you hurting afterward, but, since it’s not the first occurrence, you… remain silent. Inside, my thoughts and emotions were on rapid fire, arguing with myself about the level of rationality I should have. I stepped out into the main hallway and looked out of the window to ground myself when I noticed the basketball court. Immediately, I grabbed an elevator, walked out of the building, and took a fast and short walk to the court and pool area. There was a family of five laughing and splashing away at the pool. Nearby, a man with a car had its doors open and music was booming from…
