volatility

For how many posts would I make to emphasize a point of life’s volatility?

You have lived life being the best of who you can be. You marveled at new experiences and braved dark times. You have lived to conquer your fears and to make the most out of life. You yearn to survive. It’s always a vicious cycle of survival.

You loved and lost. You loved and forgot. You loved and taken for granted. You have someone you like, liked for long or liked for the time being. You have said I love you yesterday but not yet today.

And yet just like every other creature, it is predetermined that the flame will be slowly draining.

Mortality. You can never predict. You sleep tonight and never know if you ever wake up tomorrow. One foot on the ground and the other one floating. You will never know when the time is. Your time.

Life is short. Cliche. You live each day to fulfill basic needs, do your duty, follow your routine. It’s as though, you only live to pay the bills. You have to earn a living. You follow a pattern.

And when your time has come, and doctors pronounce you terminal or in stage 4, you begin to ponder, have you lived a life of meaning? Have you live as how you want your life to be?