I'm certain we all ponder about the subject, and to ponder a moment overtime would just knock me to the right as an assassin would shoot his victim in the head. I cant take it. Why must we choose one thing in life to be our life? Let’s dive into this. It’s on every college student’s mind, every high school and even middle school student’s twisted mind. How must we go to school to begin learning about something in specific and mere detail that we must spend the rest of our life with, depending on that one skill to give us life?
Life can mean multiple things. Life is not just getting by, life is survival. Life is breathing, life is getting you to that 45-minutes-stuck-in-traffic-meeting, a delicious piece of pie, a runner’s high, blinking, nervous habits such as swallowing your saliva, tears of “joy,” and “sorrow,” a breath of fresh air in the white man-made snow, a bruise on the right knee cap, a crooked tooth getting shaved at the dentist’s office on a Friday evening, feeling relief after using the restroom, giving birth, falling in love, a punch in the shoulder, a blow of a kiss, a pump of the heart, curling your toes, biting your bottom crusted lip waiting to buy a new chapstick, failing a test, REM sleep, intuition, a physical distance, a physical appearance, a decision, a dreamer’s nightmare, a nightmare’s fantasy, and so on and so forth. Life; it’s a gosh darn fill-in-the-blank.
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