Tempus fugit

I got a holiday present - a Moleskine desk calendar. Very nice and also very scary. Every day you rip off a page. You feel the impermanence of paper and your life within the ripping movement of your hand. A few moments - a few days - can be kept in a small pocket in the back of the calendar. This feeling of detachment of the pages translates into non-attachment to time and objects. A digital calendar cannot and will not offer this sensual experience.

The video gives a joyful experience how to rip through a year and keep a few memorable days. It is beautiful, yet I think I'm still a calendar book type of person. Still too attached. Still too interested in memory.

And what will I do with the days I rip off?