Whenever I see a beautiful thing, or experience a wonderful feeling, my instinct is to preserve it, to record it however I can. I grab for my camera or I just think to myself that I want to remember this, so I contort my brain a bit and squeeze and just try to memorize this moment, this feeling, so I can hang onto it and come back to it later. But the trouble is that I’ve found this act of remembering takes me away from even experiencing the moment in the first place.
Lovely thoughts, eloquently written. There is beauty in the ephemeral.