The Past Has A Discount

gratitude, Prose, The World is Beautiful, Thoughts, time

Red clearance space lines dot the tags of clothes past their seasonal deadline. Prices start at 50% off.

History books are written by whoever is left to record, leaving out millions of people across centuries of life.

Societally, we’ve learned to discredit the old news. It’s left to newspaper clippings gathering dust on the corner of a fridge.

The luster peaks to brilliance in the present, and dulls back to the past before one can even complete the thought.

Now replaces itself like a second-by-second refresh, and leaves then as one lump-sum identity.

The course of time is a mysterious miracle that makes me think constantly of how baffling “now” is.

The now I started writing today with is different than the now lingering at the end of this punctuation.

And the space of time we populate between “now” and “now” is full of beautiful things.

A Netflix episode? A cycle of the circulatory system. Millions of cells creating, splitting, dying, and replacing all at once in our bodies, trillions of miracles deep.

Like “now,” the processes keeping me full of the blessing of this life never stop refreshing themselves.

Like “now,” the process putting thoughts to words to paper and keyboard never stop finding new miracles to focus around.

Every function dutifully repeats itself, picking up when it falters.

And that’s why I’m a part of this miracle,

Which remains extraordinary even after the period of “now” passes.

The bad news is that it will always pass.

The good news is that there will always be a new now to marvel at.

Don’t let a clearance rack sway your appreciation of the things past due.

Cash in on the bargains, and let the love linger there.

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