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A short story of my perception of life.
What is Life?
Is it getting up everyday to go to work?
The typical routine of waking up at 6:00 am.
The drive battling traffic to get there?
Just to arrive to a ton of paperwork.
Is Life running errands to and from the supermarket?
Maybe going to the bank.
Is life going home to watch television?
Maybe its about ordering pizza or subs.
Is Life going to doctor appointments?
Going home and having to cook dinner.
Maybe Life is cleaning and laundry.
Is Life just a boring routine?
Shouldn't Life be being happy?
Laughing and smiling.
Doing fun things with family and friends.
Is this what life should be?
So why are so many of us miserable?
Why do we go through life with no meaning?
It is time to enjoy life?
Before there is no life left to enjoy.
I wrote this as I tried to define the meaning of life. It reminded me of that movie "Ground Hog Day". It seems that everyday melts into another. It is as though we are all robots going through the motion of what society expects us to do. Why is that? The days are getting shorter now. Fall is here and I wake up and its still dark out. By the time I get home and finish dinner, it is dark again. It is as though everyday is a repeat of the previous day. Do you get where I'm coming from? Do you feel this way too? Life is just to precious to be a boring routine. Don't you think?