No. I'm not here today.
Not here either,
giving a sand castle a try. (I didn't build this one, but some very talented person(s) came, built, and went away).
Not walking along this path, made up of millions of tiny white shells.
Haven't done any of this in a while. It's ok, I'm awake, I'm alive.
But why don't I? Why don't we? Even when we can. Not all the time, not every day, but sometimes. Sometimes gets short shrift, pushed away like Someday. And is in very short supply.