It felt like I'd taken everything for granted up until just right now, when suddenly my entire world and all in it became precious and fleeting. I should have paid more attention, soaked it in more. Which you always realize once it's getting too late to do just that.
The mistakes you make now count. Not for everything, and not forever. But they do matter, and they shape you. If you take nothing else from what I've been through, at least remember this: make your choices well. Because you'll always be accountable for them.