you have only one chance at this at any given time. the moment has left before you have even begun to comprehended it. hence the ghost of the stairwell. the haunting that comes after when you suddenly realize what has truly happened. the mind takes it all in too late, too sourly, too slow to spit back the proper response. there is no response but the one you made without thinking. it goes on like this. constantly, not stopping. how horrible. not stopping. without stopping. no room for it, gone just like that. to be in the moment, to be present, to be conscious of the how quickly it all goes and to take it all in. to empty the mind so that it is filled with the moment you are living. too soon, too soon, just like and it is gone.