Absence

It may be apparent, that I missed my day yesterday. What happened was I forgot. It simply slipped my mind, there is little else to say beyond that. It's not the best excuse in the world, but that's the truth of the matter, and I must now make up for it. Five days of writing, I will be writing until Wednesday. I really don't know if I can do it, but we'll see.

Missing things in general is an undesirable experience, not being there, missing out, being absent... The things you miss may never come again. You lose the chance to make an experience, lose the ability to have a memory. Work, school, work, social engagements, each have a chance to have us experience something new.

But then, how many times have you missed out on something because you were at work, because you had school, or needed to attend a party somewhere else? We again lose on experience, and now it's not even our fault. We've missed something great so we wouldn't miss something we don't enjoy. With all the chances to miss something, it can come to make you indecisive about where to be.

How many times have you played hookie in your life? How many times was the experience worth it, how many times did you miss something because you weren't there? Nobody can be everywhere at once, and none of us can predict the experiences we will encounter, so how do we decide where to go and when? How do we make the most of our time, minimize the chance of being absent?

Flexibility. Make sure you don't work too much, make sure you're hot at home all the time. Start living, be as many places as you can be. Make sure all life's experiences are available to you, that you can get to them and enjoy them. Make sure you're out in the world and most importantly, don't worry too much about what you might miss while you're out there. The experience you have there might top whatever your experience you might have had here.

All I know for sure is... Manda missed one of her days first.