Imagine you’d won a contest. The prize was that every morning, a bank would open an account in your name containing 86,400 dollars. There were only two rules: The first rule is that everything you fail to spend is taken fron you that night. You can’t cheat, you can’t switch the unspent money to another accoung: you can only spend it. But when you wake next morning, and every morning after that, the bank opens a new account for you, always eighty-six thousand, four hundered dollar, for the day. Rule number two is that the bank can break off the game without warning. It can tell you at any time that it’s over, that it’s closing the account and there won’t be another one. Now, what would you do?
Or in another words: every morning when you wake up, they give you eighty-six thousand, four hundred dollars, on the sole condition that you spend it in one day. If you don’t spend it all by the time you go to bed, you lose whatever you didn’t spend. But this game- this windfall- can stop at any moment. So, what would you do if you were handed a prize like that?
I think most people will choose to spend every dollar on pleasure and on gifts for the people they loved, because I will do the same thing too. I’d find a way to use up every cent offered by this magic back to bring happiness into my life and the lives of everyone around me. And even the lives of people I don’t know, because I don’t think I’d manage to spend eighty-six thousand, four hundred dollars just on me and my friends every day.
Actually, we all have that magic bank account: it’s time! A big account, filled with fleeting seconds. Every morning when we wake up, our account for the day is credited with eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds, and when we go to sleep every night, there’s no carryover into the next day. What hasn’t been lived during the day is lost; yesterday has vanished. Every morning the magic begins again, with a new line of credit of eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds. And don’t forget rule number two: the bank can close our account at any time and without any warning. At any moment, life can end. So what do we do with our daily ration of eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds? Aren’t seconds if life more important than dollars?


