We hear it all the time, "live everyday like it's your last". We've heard it so much it's almost lost all meaning to us. But what if today was really your last day? Maybe it's not your last 24 hours to be alive, but it might very well be someone else's. What if today was the last day you'd talk to your mom on the phone, watch a movie with your best friend or even listen to your professor's lecture for the very last time. Would you act on or embrace the moment any differently?
Life is unpredictable, and that's not something that can really be rebutted. From week to week, no one knows what is in store for them. Something as simple as slipping on the ice while grabbing the mail could turn your whole world around.
I've come to realize that the longevity of a life isn't what's important, it's how we lived and what we did when we were living. Every single day I hear my friends complaining about how they need that perfect grade point at the end of the semester and/or need to cram 12 hours straight for a week at a time. All of this is a part of being a college student, don't get me wrong, but what they're willing to set aside to achieve the untainted 4.0 is mind blowing to me. Why spend time worrying about minor things such as a few percentage points that ultimately aren't as crucial as we think? Instead, try building experiences and making memories that are worth more than a number and a decimal point.
At the end of our lives, whether that be tomorrow or 60 years from now, our grade in Accounting 201 won't be relevant, but the relationships and memories we made will. You won't remember every all-nighter you pulled at club lib, but instead you will never forget the all-nighters you spent laughing with your best friends. We need to find balance in our lives to make sure that if today was our last day we enjoyed our time here to the fullest.