Each of us takes tomorrow for granted. We visit the days and hours as if they are a luxury hotel, neglecting to soak up the brilliance of the earth and the opulence of the love that surrounds us, squeezing the orange for more juice until it bursts in our hands. We forget what it means to be full, because we tell ourselves we need something more, something better; as we strive to get by we forget that we are alive, we are enough, in this moment.