I pass this building several times every day, but I'd never take a picture of it until now. It's so very unremarkable, normal, and a little ugly.
Life is short and the circumstances of our lives are fragile, transient despite feeling (right now at this moment) that they are quite stable and permanent. But they're not. Change, chance, and fate never hold still. In deference, then, to the truth that someday I will no longer pass this building over and over and over again, to acknowledge that someday I might forget all about it, I've taken a photo in case I ever think to miss it.
And now, I'm ready.