I heard this story about how the bodies of people who die of thirst in the desert are often found carrying full bottles of water because they’re afraid that if they drink it they won’t have enough left to make it out of the desert. When we’re fixated on the lifestyle and not life, we stay stranded, wasting the right moment in front of us by waiting for “the right moment” when it was, is, and always will be the moment of now. We waste youth on being anxious about aging. We waste good company worrying about being alone forever. We waste nice candles by not burning them, and pretty dresses by never getting them dirty with sweat, rain, and makeup.

When we spend life contemplating its finitude, that’s when we’re actually wasting it the most. Life is just this moment. What you’re doing right now, what’s happening around you, that’s it. That is your life.