Your life

So much of life happens by chance. Everyone floating in and out of each other's path. Friends become strangers, the world keeps turning. Maybe you've bumped into someone who could've changed your life a thousand times, but never got any closer than a smile. People and days become routine. The person you are becomes a character, just running through the motions of it all. Eventually you only feel genuine when you're alone. Living like this is easy. You don't have to think, or care, or really participate. You spend your days reacting appropriately, making jokes that aren't funny. You live easily, unremarkably. But to live, to experience, to get out of life what you want, takes effort. It takes sweat and embarassment and sharing things you wish you didn't. Living is hard, always running is hard, but when your face shines with sweat and your knuckles are covered in blood, when you feel your heart beating out of your chest, at least you know without a doubt that you are alive.  

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