People tend to value something when they realize that they are on the verge of losing it.
There's something in us humans that makes us take things for granted, thinking that we will have them forever. The same thing makes us crave something when it gets scarce and reject it when it's abundant. The same thing makes us lie down lazily, thinking that we have all the time in the world yet, time is luxurious. Of all the fears I have, not living but simply existing is the first. That's why I appreciate trees when I'm traveling and gaze at swamps and wetlands as if it's my first time seeing them.
I appreciate breathing fresh air in my neighborhood or when I am on a bike, and the quiet atmosphere in a bus when the driver starts the engine and everyone knows that the journey just began. The quiet, the surrender, the calm, the trust. The fact that no one seems to care that some people will get out of the bus earlier than others, the fact that all passengers just make sure that they facilitate one another's journey. That's why I allow my tears to flow down my cheeks when I listen to my favorite tunes. That's why I memorize little details about people, from the way they prefer spoons over forks to the way they always pose for a picture with their arms folded. That's why I dissect compliments I receive, alphabet by alphabet, so that I may absorb them fully. All I want to say is, I hope we never lose our wonder. May we never take everything for granted, may we savor each moment even the painful ones for that's how we gain noble wisdom. May we absorb joy from the little daily things we do. Above everything else, may we fall in love with life every single day.
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