In death, whether you believe in an afterlife or not, you find an end or a peace. It’s over. You've done all you can with your time. In life, there is so much to fear. The endless opportunities for both success and failure. The endless and boundless abyss of mystery that every day brings. The countless options and decisions based on some unattainable knowledge of the consequences those decisions will bring. The unavoidable pain. The incomprehensible emotions that make us human. The regret of chances missed or mistakes made. Putting all of your love and hope into a person and not knowing whether they will cherish your heart or break it. We have 86,400 seconds in each day to either find fulfillment or waste. We wake up every day to the same struggles we had before.
Life. Life is the ultimate test.
Every day is the ultimate test. Every day you are forced to build and climb and
make the most of shitty situations. Every day you are forced to recognize the
beauty around you. Every day, every minute, every second is bursting with so
much—so much opportunity and emotion and loss and gain and change. Every second
is bursting with so much life. That’s what I fear. Not death. Not the end, but
the time we have to do the things that will make us satisfied in the end.
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