Then, just as quickly as he had discovered it, he let the joy of The Precious Present evaporate. He slowly lowered his hands, Touched his forehead, and frowned. The man was unhappy- once again. â?oWhy,â? he asked himself, â?odidnâ?Tt I see the obvious long ago? Why have I missed so many precious moments? â?oWhy has it taken me so long to live in the present?â? As the man remembered his fruitless travels around the world in his search for The Precious Present, he knew how much happiness he had lost. In the past, he had sensed what he thought was imperfect in too many moments.