Realize how precious life is. It is short. I, for one, enjoy every morning for what I can do only at morning. A nice spot of maple syrup dissolved in a hot coffee or tea, for instance. I can really only drink one or two such drinks per day and only at the morning without experiencing affects I don’t want later on in the day. That in a sense gives me both something to look forward to and to mark as a way I enjoyed my existence.
To expand on this a little - my morning hot beverage is something complex enough to be worth reflecting on and savoring but finite. In a way it’s fleeting nature is not unlike our own but in miniature. My life will surely end just as surely as it started. But maybe if I learn how to properly appreciate a good morning beverage for the fleeting experience that it is I’ll have a chance at developing some of the tools needed to appreciate a finite life. Edit-or even just identifying them.
