Choosing, consciously, to not think about Consequences and Futures and You'll Regret It Laters. The present has never been this important before.

A waste of time, perhaps. A mistake.

How can it be when the sun and the wind hit you sharper than they ever have before, slicing through you and pushing their way into secret corners, when even the most mundane things - a bottle, a lighter, a leaf - are suffused with colour and shimmering with light, when with every step that's taken, you feel so incredibly alive that there is no other word to describe how you feel. 

It's an education of a different sort, and when it's offered - grasp it and cling on. 

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