Those of you who know me from elsewhere may have heard me say this, particularly when I am having a difficult pain day. It is actually a shorthand for my metaphysical philosophy.
Life is nothing more than a series of rooms. What gives our lives form, function, and meaning is who is living in the room with us on any given day. One room. One day.
It is a reminder to me to live in that day. Not the next room over, or the one down the hall. That room on that day. And then the next room on the next day, and so on.
Because I do take these things seriously, I am planning that my next tattoo will be the phrase “One room. One day.” So that I always remember that today is just that one day. And tomorrow? Well, who knows?