Realize.

Why do we not do the things we've always wanted to do or say the things we've always wanted to say until a terrible disaster looms just around the corner? Why do we wait for the perfect moment to tell that special person we truly love them, when we know, deep in our hearts, that horrid tragedy can come sooner? Why do we treat our bodies like trash cans, tossing in processed foods and pouring in chemical drinks until the only thing between us and death's door is an IV stand?

What the hell is everyone waiting for? Do people really think that they get to live forever? We know that we're all going to die one day, but we never think that that day might be tomorrow, or even today, even now. There is no time. There is no time to be unhappy, to do things we regret, to refrain from saying what we really mean. Each day is a miracle; treat it like one.