Like people or dogs, each day is unique and has its own personality quirks which can easily be seen if you look closely. But there are so few days as compared to people, not to mention dogs, that it would be surprising if a day were not a hundred times more interesting than most people. But usually they just pass, mostly unnoticed, unless they are wildly nice, like autumn ones full of red maple trees and hazy sunlight, or if they are grimly awful ones in a winter blizzard that kills the lost traveler and bunches of cattle. For some reason we like to see days pass, even though most of us claim we don’t want to reach our last one for a long time. We examine each day before us with barely a glance and say, no, this isn’t one I’ve been looking for, and wait in a bored sort of way for the next, when we are convinced, our lives will start for real. Meanwhile, this day is going by perfectly well-adjusted, as some days are, with the right amounts of sunlight and shade, and a light breeze scented with a perfume made from the mixture of fallen apples, corn stubble, dry oak leaves, and the faint odor of last night’s meandering skunk.

By: Tom Hennen

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This life is too important to put off living,
too brief to neglect today as you await tomorrow.

“We examine each day before us with barely a glance and say, no, this isn’t the one I’ve been looking for, and wait in a bored sort of way for the next, when we are convinced, our lives will start for real.”

Can we disrupt this harmful pattern?
Or are we stuck waiting for some hypothetical day that may never come?

Your life can pass you by with or without your recognition.

Life is still happening,
here and now,
even if you are holding out for a future day to start living.

Would we find life today,
refusing to let another day pass us by, going almost entirely unnoticed.

This life is too important to put off living,
too brief to neglect today as you await tomorrow.