In that first year I saw 66 cities in 42 states. Late at night, I would look out the window of the plane and see the lights of the cities passing beneath me, remembering the endless stream of faces and thinking about the endless stream of strangers below, going about their endless pursuits. It was a sense of smallness and insignificance, of anonymity and detachment. A sense that the world was too big, and moving too fast, for me to make any difference. Fifteen years later, the digital revolution now unfolding before us invokes similar feelings of awe and wonder, of excitement and humility.
Life moves pretty fast.
Consider also your own local world in the context of this frenetic pace. I hope that you'll ask yourself whether you're making this day count . I blinked, and the kids were out of school. I blinked, and she was gone. I blinked, and realized we weren't talking anymore.