My favorite Broadway musical has always been 'RENT'. The top song from RENT is called Seasons of Love in where it talks about, well... rather than try to explain, I will just let you read the lyrics:
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear / Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets / In midnights, in cups of coffee / In inches, in miles / In laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure a year in the life
How about love? / How about love? / How about love? / Measure in love / Seasons of love / Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan / Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure the life / Of a woman or a man?
In truths that she learned / Or in times that he cried / In bridges he burned / Or the way that she died
It's time now to sing out / Tho' the story never ends / Let's celebrate / Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love / Remember the love / Remember the love / Measure in love / Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love / Seasons of love
So, how is a year measured? 525,600 minutes.
Numbers have always been extremely powerful to me... perhaps that is why I decided on an Accounting major! I find numbers symbolic in many different ways. Either in the way they were meant to be because of their history, like the number 18 in Hebrew means "chai" which translates to "life" so in Jewish tradition when you are giving a gift, you give in multiples of 18. In addition, I use numbers as a way of marking milestones. It has been 2,2121,120 minutes / 1,473 days / 4 years and 12 days, since the last time I took drugs for a non needed reason. I state it that way because while I know that this can't count as my Narcotics Anonymous number of clean days/years in my heart I know that is the day I started to get clean, September 1, 2012. However, due to a car accident and concussion, I did take narcotics and therefore my real numbers are 1,160,640 minutes / 806 days / 2 years and 75 days since my last use on June 30, 2014.
There has been much change, many miles, much laughter and strife, much love as well as much sadness in the last 4 years since I decided to change my life. Life has been a roller coaster ride. Friends have come and gone in that time. Some have remain constant. I have tried to grow as a person, feeling as though many times I have failed, but alas, I have probably just perhaps tried to be me and someone else didn't like it and so I tried to change, tried to accept someone else's definition of me. To some degree I still do that. I shall make it my goal that the next 4 years I find myself and create myself and be myself... and most of all, try to love myself.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear / Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets / In midnights, in cups of coffee / In inches, in miles / In laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure a year in the life
How about love? / How about love? / How about love? / Measure in love / Seasons of love / Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan / Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes / How do you measure the life / Of a woman or a man?
In truths that she learned / Or in times that he cried / In bridges he burned / Or the way that she died
It's time now to sing out / Tho' the story never ends / Let's celebrate / Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love / Remember the love / Remember the love / Measure in love / Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love / Seasons of love
So, how is a year measured? 525,600 minutes.
Numbers have always been extremely powerful to me... perhaps that is why I decided on an Accounting major! I find numbers symbolic in many different ways. Either in the way they were meant to be because of their history, like the number 18 in Hebrew means "chai" which translates to "life" so in Jewish tradition when you are giving a gift, you give in multiples of 18. In addition, I use numbers as a way of marking milestones. It has been 2,2121,120 minutes / 1,473 days / 4 years and 12 days, since the last time I took drugs for a non needed reason. I state it that way because while I know that this can't count as my Narcotics Anonymous number of clean days/years in my heart I know that is the day I started to get clean, September 1, 2012. However, due to a car accident and concussion, I did take narcotics and therefore my real numbers are 1,160,640 minutes / 806 days / 2 years and 75 days since my last use on June 30, 2014.
There has been much change, many miles, much laughter and strife, much love as well as much sadness in the last 4 years since I decided to change my life. Life has been a roller coaster ride. Friends have come and gone in that time. Some have remain constant. I have tried to grow as a person, feeling as though many times I have failed, but alas, I have probably just perhaps tried to be me and someone else didn't like it and so I tried to change, tried to accept someone else's definition of me. To some degree I still do that. I shall make it my goal that the next 4 years I find myself and create myself and be myself... and most of all, try to love myself.