Time is Life

I suddenly wondered.
What does it mean to cherish time??

I have been told that one must not waste time, and that time waits for no one, so I should cherish it.
But then, what does it actually mean to cherish time?

I believe time is life.The length of a life is but a single breath.
If that is the case, then the few seconds within that breath are life itself.

Does cherishing time not mean cherishing life?

If an object breaks, you can buy it again.
If you lose money, you can earn it again.
However, the hour of today will never return.
Does this not mean that you have spent an hour of your life?

Does stealing someone else's time not mean stealing their life?
Does wasting your own time not mean treating your own life carelessly?
Conversely, does spending time for someone else not mean gifting them a part of your life?

I do not want to spend my life on trivial arguments or mindlessly scrolling through social media timelines.

I want to spend my life on things that I truly find valuable.

Reading a book is investing life into your future self.
Time spent with family is sharing life.
Making someone wait is holding their life in your hands.
Meaningless shouting matches are whittling away at each other's lives.
Work is not exchanging time for money, but exchanging the time of your life.

What will I use this life for?

What could I give this life that would make it happy?

Was today, this one day, a day worth spending my life on?

And,was I able to give my life something that makes it happy?

Right now, being able to read books, write notes, read everyone's note articles, drink alcohol, eat delicious food, sleep in a warm bed, and walk is something I am truly grateful for.

I don't usually think about it, but it is by no means something to be taken for granted.
We think it's normal, but it is by no means normal.

This time, too, is life.

To everyone reading this, thank you as always.
Please use your own life well.