Every day is 24 hours.
Every day is 1,440 minutes.
Every day is 86,400 seconds.
No one's mastered all 86,400 seconds.
Maybe someone has.
I don't know.
At least a few of my seconds won't be masterful.
A lot of my 86,400 are imperfect.
When most of my seconds are perfectly imperfect, I learn to appreciate the subtleties of life.
The perfectly imperfect moments.
The moments that just are.
Those I spend just watching the clouds and thinking about life.
About body, mind, and soul.
About sharing some imperfect moments.
With someone I love.