My Mom said something interesting today about my 8 month old nephew that really rang true to me. She said that Parker lives in the moment...each moment, every day no matter what. He isn't thinking about what time he has to go to bed, or his play date next week with Leah, or how great it will be when he can drink a whole bottle of something and not spit up. He is just always in the moment. Now granted his attention span is about 35 seconds but he is always something. He is either happy, or crabby, hungry, or tired, but he is never just there. He is never just bored with everything. So I started to wonder if this was a key to long lasting happiness. I am not saying chuck all responsibility and just live in the now...they have a term for that and it is called slacker.
What I am thinking is that spending more time feeling the moment, be it happy, or sad, wonderful or horrific, you truly might appreciate each day more. Lets face it, kids want to be teenagers, teenagers want to be adults, adults want to be established adults, older men want to date teenagers, older women want adult minds with teenage bodies, and Seniors want not to be treated as kids. When are we ever happy with were we are.
Have you ever just had a moment in time where you thought you could stay there forever. Yet that moment passes and we forget how wonderful it was because we seldom realize moments until after they're gone. Right now I am laying in bed with my lap top against my raised knees. In this moment I have not a care in the world. I am not sick, I feel pretty good, my family is healthy, and safe. I have my fancy Bose headphones on blaring Boston The Third Stage, an ice cold beer next to me sweating like in a commercial, and I am living in the moment. A wonderful riff on their guitar, or a sentence I write that I love. The feel of the carbonation filling my stomach, and the relief when it comes out. Sitting here miles and years away and still being able to remember the curve of her breast. The crisp winter breeze that is coming into my open window. Each moment is happening as I write it and I am living in it.
I know it is just a start. I will wake up tomorrow and be back to the same old habits. Except maybe I won't. Maybe I will try to every day remember that the time slipping through my fingers is time I never get back. If I live to be 70, which unless their is some major medical breakthroughs isn't likely, I have lived over half of my life. Gone in less then a flash of time, and yet maybe living in a moment is like a muscle, the more you work it the stronger it gets. The stronger it gets the longer it lasts...not referencing anything else there , because that would'nt be anything like me. But living in the moment might make the span of time seem like forever, and who doesn't want to live forever...
Matthew, that last post is so gay. If we any doubt about you sexuality. Now it's truly in question. Living in the moment is what it means to be gay. If we were good at planning. There wouldn't be AIDS. You see Matthew planning things is for the straight. Being sporatic is such a gay thing. You've never heard of a straight guy fawning over some tits he saw 10 years ago. A straight man would just go out and get some tits. Memories are for the weak. Why will you not live to be 70. Are you that out of shape. Obese diabetics live to be 90. What makes you think your going to die early. Have you completed any great tasks or done anything amazing, ever. Only the great die young and you are not great, just gay.
Posted by: Homo spotted | March 10, 2009 at 07:30 AM
Matthew - I totally agree with you. Live in the moment. You go boy!
Posted by: Sexual Jeff | March 10, 2009 at 12:12 PM
Wow! What a fabulous post, from a totally straight (ok, so one time I tried the girl-girl thing...but just once!) 32 year old female. I think living in the moment is what everyone should aim for, otherwise, you miss way too much. Your Mom was right on with what she said. I always enjoy what you write, regardless if it is about a nice rack you saw 10 years ago, or something that happened this morning. This is your blog...write away brother!
I didn't know you were laid off, sorry and best of luck finding something that makes you happy soon. And no matter what other commentors say, know that you have a hot 32 year old, with nice boobs and pictures to prove it, in Delaware that fancies everything you write!
xoxo
Amanda :)
Posted by: amanda | March 13, 2009 at 08:22 AM
One last thing, speaking as a nurse, chances are...you are going to live to 70! So, get the depends ready buddy and prepare to live in the moment with every dump you take in your pants as an old fart :)
Posted by: amanda | March 13, 2009 at 08:24 AM