over there, some other time

Trying to make sense of things has a lot to do with perspective and context. "Long and short define each other," as now is relevant to then, here is relevant to there. Nothing means nothing without no context.

Aside from making communication difficult, this also seems to mean I don't think as much of the present moment. Even in terms of what I enjoy, I'm far less inclined to do anything that's just going to be gone in a moment or two. I understand there may be value in sitting with the moment, being mindful of it, but it's also a delusion. 

When we think about the past or future, somewhere else that we imagine, this is all conceptual. We're making it up. This is easy to understand. It's a little more mindblowing to realize that we're also making up the present. Time itself is conceptual framing for a process we don't understand, vastly greater than're equipped to fathom. Everything that has ever happened everywhere exists, just not where we happen to be at the moment.

So, where are we? In our own minds, swimming in nonsense.
Here and now.