My existence is so temporary.
Every moment I live.
Every memory I make.
Feels like so much to me.
But faced with the large expanse of time I am merely a blip in space.

My existence doesn't impact the earth.
My legacy won't go far.
Yet I get so caught up on the little things.

My work that is due.
The slow driver in front of me.
The weather wrecking my plans.
The harsh words from a loved one.

It's kind of sad how pointless it all feels sometimes.
Is it wrong to live in the moment though?
To enjoy the little things that will be forgotten?
Sometimes, I think so.

But what is life if not the little moments.
Yes they'll be forgotten.
But that doesn't make them any less important.

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