Though it was an overcast morning, there came a time when I could see some occasional blotches of pink through the breaks in the clouds. Eventually, a large opening passed in front of me, just seconds before the colors were swallowed up for good.
It’s a strange feeling to know that you are seeing something that will last for only a few seconds and then never be seen again. I’m happy to be capturing some of these moments, but it makes me think all about moments of life which pass us by so quickly.
My experiences every morning have amplified my understanding of “living every moment”. I feel like that is such an overused term, and lot of people go around saying it without really knowing what it means. It’s easy to just go about your everyday life and barely notice the passing time, even looking forward to it, but put yourself in a situation where every second truly does count and you’ll understand what it really means to live.