We all trudge, day by day, week by week, month by month, waiting for something. Anything. We want something to happen. Something different, something exhilarating. Whether it's a trip to the mall, or a trip to the moon. We look forward to the extraordinary, every day. Then it happens, the out of the normal, special, extravagant time of our lives-- and it's over. And here we are again. The daily routine. Work goes by. School goes by. And we watch it, we crawl along next to it, waiting for the next time something will make us feel alive again. And this is a repetitive process, people. Never being happy with what's in front of us-- always waiting for the next thing. Nothing satisfies the hunger that we starve for-- we strive for the excitement, the thrill, the adrenaline. When the thrill, could be something as simple as kissing your lover on the forehead. The thrill, is what you make it. The trill, could be that morning run right when you wake up. You live for that run. You live for seeing your family, because some people don't have that opportunity-- some people were split from their family when they were abandoned at age two. You live for brushing the hair that some people don't have, because they lost it all during a battle for cancer. You live for the job that you have, because some people are disabled, ill, weak, unable to get out of bed. You live for the small things-- you live for the humongous things. You live for what you let yourself live for... And I chose to live for every day of my life, whatever it brings.
What about you?