LIVE

We are all dying. Hold on; don't call me a pessimist just yet. It's a mere fact of life: death. It is inevitable; the eventual fate of us all.

We are not, however, all living. Truly living. Many people go through life existing, but not living. I've been there. One day running into the next, operating on autopilot. Numbness creeping in slowly until near paralysis takes over. Alive but not living. Living but not alive.

Life is too short for that. Every single moment is a gift, not a guarantee. What we decide to do with each moment, that is the gift we give ourselves, the world and (most importantly) God.

So I've decided to live. To make the most of each opportunity. To be connected to the people and environment I am in, not off in my thoughts drifting slowly away from reality. To allow myself to feel what I feel, even if I don't want to feel it. To experience all that life has in store for me. To LIVE.

And to use several fragments in my writing...