Truly living definitely isn’t spending every last bit of my weekend on homework.
Truly living means that I get to do what I want. Of course, this “what I want” thing is rather broad. This includes having the best time with my friends, but also going to a college with somewhat of a big scholarship.
But then, does that mean me working my small butt off every weekend for good grades is truly living? Because that’s how I’ll end up going to college with a good financial support.
Wait no, doing homework is not what I want. What I want is to go to college. Wait what?
Wait, but then does this mean that If I wanted to become a mass murderer, I am truly living by killing everyone I wish? Because I want to be killing and I am doing exactly that.
Okay, so I guess the definition of truly living depends on the person living it.
For me, truly living would be becoming a psychiatrist and working as a profiler with the police department. Sadly, this means going to college with a major in Medicine. Do I want that? Not really. But do I need that. Yep, I do. It’ll be my steps to the life of truly living.
Wait, does this mean I’ll suffer because I really won’t be truly living until I finish 11 years of college for my PhD? Because if so, truly living might not even be worth it. But then again, during those 11 years, will I be in anticipation, just waiting to become the doctor? Because if that’s the case, then maybe the 11 long years won’t be a string of boring 365.25 days. Because then, it’ll be worth it.
So truly living is something that has to be earned and may take forever to earn. But it’ll be worth it… right?
Word of the Day: orphic