Question: How are you?
Answer: It’s a mystery how I am, still trying to figure it out, though it’s probably as simple as DNA’s relentless obsession with reproducing itself once the universe granted us the gift of consciousness out of recycled stardust produced by ancient celestial explosions. (Consciousness remains an enigma that continues to baffle physicists and neurophysicists).
Question: How is your day going?
Answer: Moment by moment.
Question: What time is it?
Answer: Now.
Question: Where are you?
Answer: Here.
Question: Where do you live?
Answer: The here and now.
Question: What are you planning?
Spontaneity.
Question: Are you certain?
Answer: Nothing is for certain; truth is only in the moment. Thereafter, certainty/truth is subject to interpretation and, more typically, misintepretation. But if you look after the moment, the hours, days and months fall into place and look after themselves.