“Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.”

–Pink Floyd

If you take a moment to think about it, you may agree with me when I say that time is really the true meaning of this life (if there is any meaning at all).  It’s the very medium through which our lives on Earth travel.

How we use our time is about the most important aspect of our individual lifetimes.  I believe, and generally think most people would agree, that the best use of our time is to explore, learn, and love.  Deceivingly simple.  Disarmingly straightforward.  True nonetheless.  Time is mired in contradiction—we are all so painfully aware of it, yet blissfully unaware all at the same time.  We know it’s there, we sometimes manage to “feel” it going by, but it is so abstract that it is utterly intangible beyond vague concepts of our three-dimensional minds.

Time is the untouchable.  The uncontrollable.  The crux of our lives.  And nothing pisses us off more when it is lost or wasted.  You can work hard to regain lost money, to refill the void of lost love.  But there’s nothing you can do about lost time but hope you have enough left to make up for it.  That makes it the ultimate currency of our lives.

And in the end, the only way to achieve the fundamental perspective of the lives we have lived is to take a step outside of time to view it all as one, comprehensive whole.  A blob of interconnecting moments that we can hold in our hands and can hopefully say: “this is good.”

But the bottom line boils down to one simple, inescapable fact about time: without it, we have nothing in this world.  So what else is there to say about it?  It’s our most precious resource, one to be used wisely.  And I won’t take up any more of yours for the moment.