You wake up in Tokyo, nine hours gone, it is what was previously tomorrow, you have briefly traveled around half a day into the future. You wake up in LAX, another nine hours gone, it is the same day you left, in fact it's before your flight even takes off, time travel again, this time briefly into the past, and in the course of two regular flights that thousands of human beings make every single day you have covered what just a few centuries ago would have been years worth of travel. What any rational human being of the day would call a complete impossibility. You have also completely screwed your cosmic ledger sheet for time remaining on your life, is it total time? Or is it by calendar days? How do you factor in time gained or lost via time travel? Whether there is a god or not, one fact remains, we are all on the clock, right now. There is no stopping it, no time outs, no breaks, and when your clock stops... it's just stopped. From this perspective any way. What did you do today to make your remaining time worth living no matter if that's minutes or years? Did you love? Did you dare? Are you doing something you truly love and are passionate about? Or did you shrink from risk, thought of yourself when you could have loved with the kind of passion that poets are inspired by, are you enslaved to work you hate surrounded by people you despise? Or are you dedicating the brief time you have to giving everything to your passion? You wake up in LAX.