I'm rattled at the moment by recollections of all that has transpired in the last year, and find that it renders me sleepless. There were moments of heartbreak, self-loathing, paranoia, anxiety, depression, emptiness, excitement, adventure, danger, joy, bliss, disappointment, and heartbreak.
I set out to accomplish my goal of slowing down time by "making every moment memorable". But somewhere amidst all the commotion, I lost direction. I was so focused on doing what I'd never done before, that I neglected to consider what I wanted, and what I needed.
So yes, since adopting this practice, I've managed to make each moment memorable..
...but here's the thing: was it meaningful?