It’s easy to get so overwhelmed here and feel as insignificant as an ant in the history of the world. A passing flutter of an eyelash… the blink of an eye… and then you’re gone… nothing left… except maybe a few ideas or memories in the hearts of your dearest friends and family that will disolve and disappear and never be known after they’re gone… So it’s here and now. So little time to make every moment its best. Then I forget and act like I am going to live forever… until I remember again about us being ants in time…