How did this come to be and what will it turn into?
To me as a sensor this seems like constantly running on an internal treadmill when you could be just enjoying things for what they are with no, or very little, regard for what they were or might become.
Studying the past or planning for the future are, to me, housekeeping chores -- something that needs to be done sometimes for practical purposes and then let go of so you can go back to enjoying right now.
It is true that the only "time" you will ever be alive in is this moment.
Every other temporal space might have been or may be, but is not.
The Aesops fable about the ant and the grasshopper is intended to praise the ant's industriousness and deride the grasshopper's blithe disregard for the future in favor of enjoying the now.
But the grasshopper was always my hero.
He enjoyed the summer while it lasted and passed on when it did.
What could be more perfect than that?
Is it better to survive a long time and only live a little or to survive for only a season an live a lot?
I guess it's a matter of taste and a preference that divides sensors from intuitives.