September 12 · Reflection
Seneca was sharp about this: we guard our money and waste our time, yet time is the one thing we can never get back. We act as if we'll live forever, putting off the real living until some later, freer season that may not come. Memento mori, remembering you'll die, isn't morbid. It's a way of waking up to the fact that your days are finite and therefore valuable. Knowing the hours are numbered makes you choose them more carefully. Today, before you give an hour away to scrolling or worry, ask whether it's worth that piece of your life. Some will be. Notice the ones that aren't.