As I get older I see how elusive time can be, how it keeps ever flowing, slipping through your fingers. That is, if you’re focused on preserving it. I’ve been fortunate to have some great role models who have demonstrated that truly living does not revolve around a preoccupation with the amount of time left, but rather taking action on the things we enjoy and the things that matter. As we claw our way out of this pandemic psychosis, fighting against the technology and mechanisms in society that polarize and shape us, we must remember that. This world is beautiful, and we humans can be good. We can learn from our time, our mistakes in the past, but what matter is our collective indicative to take action now. To live out our lives together, and to work toward something greater than us, so that future generations may enjoy something even better.