An Extra Day

“A thousand moments lost because you took them for granted, just because you expected a thousand more.”
― Saleem Sharma –

We get an ‘extra’ day today on this 29th of February, 2016. A leap year. Another way that man is always trying to balance out this arbitrary counting of time. Our calendar just won’t walk hand in hand with the solar system so we add on seconds until they add up to a day which we tack on to our calendar every four years.

That’s ridiculous!

You can’t just add time onto time. We get what we get. This isn’t an extra day, this isn’t another 24 hours added on to your life time. This isn’t another chance to take a stab at something because you were give some extra hours. EVERY SINGLE breath that you take is how you should measure your life. Sometimes those breaths come slowly, softly, and peacefully. And sometimes they come fast, and harsh, and uneven. There isn’t a rhythm to their beat, there isn’t a means of continually counting them, their weight and depth can’t be charted on a calendar or in a lab somewhere. There is just more substance to our existence then the marking off of days in some random attempt to make sense of our place in the universe.

Breathe in your life, breathe out your life, breathe in your moments, breathe out your moments. Don’t take for granted that you’ll get another breath. But if you still feel like you are getting an extra day because your calendar says so, then definitely don’t waste it. Hold it like a warm sun in your hands, breathe in its heat, feel the flush as it moves through every cell of your body and coats your soul with life.

Or go drink a beer . . . that works too.