Here's what I know for sure about today: Life is fast, and it is fleeting. You don't have all the time in the world to tell someone that they matter to you, that you care about them, that they mean love to you. And so while self-preservation might be the name of the game, it is ridiculous, it is pretentious, and it is foolish. You should be good to yourself, and always. But never do something out of the spirit of depriving someone of love. They literally could be gone tomorrow, and the things left unsaid are the very things that will haunt you until the end of your days.
So the real spirit of protection is this: when you love someone, tell them. When you care about them, say it out loud. Say it LOUD. Make sure they hear it. It will be the one thing that will hold you at the end of every disaster...that those you love knew you loved them, because you told them when you meant it, and you told them every single time. Because that's all that matters, in the end. The people who love you, and who say it. Without bashfulness, without hesitation. I love you.
And when you find someone who loves you, who loves you against all odds and loves you just as you are, don't you dare give that up. Fight for it with all your fucking might. Don't scrap your chances like so many raffle tickets, because lotteries run out and you've only got so many numbers to play. It's not enough to live for a job, or an apartment, or the freedom to go to Happy Hour every week. Those things will not be holding your hand when you're lying in a strange hospital at the end of your life. It's only enough to live for love. Don't waste your life on anything else.
So tell the ones you love that you love them.
Today's the day.
Today, tell them.