The older I get, the more I appreciate the value of existence. The more I appreciate the value of existence, the more I realize that it can only be fathomed in small doses.
I have tried to live strategically, but I find a growing need within me to engineer value out of each day. In one sense, factoring aside for the moment the presence of evil, the value of a day may be considered mathematically.
If nonexistence is zero, and if we assign a value of one for each day, then it becomes easy to determine the difference between existence and nonexistence. You cannot divide one into zero. You cannot divide zero into one. The difference between the two is infinite. A single day is of an inestimable value.
Now, once I establish within my mind some approximate appreciation for the addition of a day to my lifespan, I then consider the quality of that day. Once again, this makes me want to engineer that 24-hour period for a maximum experience. It also gives me cause for further reflection.
We are like wealthy kings who live as paupers — never drawing on the true capacity we have inherited.