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To Be Alive

What does it mean “to be alive”? If we are not dead, we are living – but are we alive? 

“Alive” seems to imply a joy in living, an engagement in the struggle to be fully present in the moment.

“Alive” seems to imply purpose, not just a sequence of days where one wakes up, goes through a routine, and goes to bed.

“Alive” seems to imply the acknowledgment that this life won’t go on forever. That this moment is special, and it when it passes we can never get it back.

“Alive” seems to imply living without fear. Being vulnerable and open to the possibilities of the moment.

I am actively aspiring to be fully alive.

I am both writing and discovering my story with each moment. I plan on continuing this process until I am no longer alive.