I wish to comment on a concern that you have expressed to your significant other. Specifically, you discussed a life goal, and I wish to provide you assistance so as to cross said item off of your emotional To Do list, and turn to other matters, other ambitions.
I tend to have eidetic recall in matters of speech, so, if you will indulge me, I shall restate your words to the best of my recollection, and then offer what I hope shall be helpful comments.
“I’m just so tired of regretting the past,” I believe you said. “I spend so much of my time thinking about things I did that I wish I didn’t, and even worse, things I didn’t that I wish I did.”
Your significant other listened attentively. She is a patient woman.
“What I just want to do is stop doing that,” you said, in what could have been said in fewer words (in the future, may I suggest “I just want to stop”). “There are so many things right here, right now in the present, and I just want to put my regrets behind me, and embrace all of those things that are there, right in front of me.”
Here, sir, I believe you have set a noble goal, one with which I heartily agree. What particularly piqued my interest, though, is what you said next:
“My problem is that I’m totally up for embracing the present, and embracing the opportunities that are there, but I just don’t seem to be able to see them.”
It here that we come to the issue at hand. You state, correctly, that the opportunity for happiness is right in front of you. You also state that if you just opened your eyes, you would see that all you need do is reach out, and it is there for you to embrace.
To this, I offer the following suggestion:
Open your eyes.
Look straight ahead.
Here I am.
Let me be this moment, sir. When you sit at your desk, remember me, sitting there, in the diamond formed by your arms as you position them to transcribe my memoirs, and philosophical musings. Stop occasionally to note the weight of my head upon your wrist, which makes a superb pillow; it is me, sir, and I am here, right now, at this very moment.
Remember this about the past: I was not in your life, and you were not in mine. And sir, I say without hesitation: how much poorer that life was without you, my trusty valet, at my side. With you, my life is not just happier…it is complete.
With that said, sir, if I may be so bold: is your life not far richer with my presence? Have you not said, on numerous occasions “Hugo, buddy…you’ve always been there for me?” Have you also not asked “Hugo…who’s the guy”? And have you not answered “You, Hugo…you’re the guy. I mean, you’re just…the guy. It’s that simple”?
To sum up sir: we are the present, and the present is us. In the present, we stand side by side, and whatever challenges we face, we meet them. And whatever joy comes our way—and it does, and more will—we share it.
This is the moment, sir. Embrace it.
For that matter, embrace me. Right now.
I’m not ashamed to admit it, I really like it when you sort of envelop me in your arms. It’s like being surrounded by 360 degrees of Derek.
Now scratch my neck. Right there, under my chin.
Perfect. Zen. I am the moment, and the moment is I.
From this moment of perfection, I remain:
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