We await things that are to come. Vacations. Wealth. Time off. Love. Freedom. We push them out into some far away land, just at the tip of mind’s horizon. We willingly sacrifice the present and overlay it with a mirage of the future. We take what we believe are guaranteed steps towards a not quite inevitable, but probable, place in time a little beyond now. We scream when life shows us how little control we have. Every lesson from the dying is the same: you only have now.