So this one is old I know but for some reason that book has been on my mind this week. I read it a long time ago. Honestly remember little . Just found it coincidental to run across the post today.
Time really is such fluid concept. It flows on no matter what we do.
Sometimes a rushing river, at times a slow drip. Yet always fluid motion.
Maybe I will read that book again.
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I read it a few months ago and I remember saying like 10 times "I have to read it again". Yes, time flows no matter what, but I think good memories are created when we live in the present moment and good memories make us feel more satisfied when we ask ourself what life is about.