I am fully aware of the fact that this title is a rather broad term so let me specify it to: the fragility of life. There are specific moments in one’s life which I like to call existential moments, moments in which one thinks they’ve figured out the reason for their existence until this is altered by their next existential moment. Nevertheless, these moments contribute to the philisophical satisfaction I experience in life. Coming back to the main topic though, the fragility of life, was something inspired by a rather painful existential moment. I refuse to go into details but the lesson I learned, remember that existential moments always offer a lesson (thus serving the previously mentioned philisophical satisfaction), came down to simply understanding how fragile the concept of life actually is. A long, happy and healthy life is not a given which somehow is something we all seem to expect. Partly because of this, I think that most of us go through life in a troubled manner as things don’t always meet our expectations. In regard to life as a whole, I have learned to adjust my expections of a long, happy and healthy life. Something I heard a couple of days ago which really stuck was: “if you don’t have any days left in your life, fill your days with life.” I guess I just wanted to share this realization and hope to inspire any individual out there in need of some perspective. If this however fails to be helpful to anyone, then at least it was to me because I had the chance to reflect on my thoughts through an online post (sounds like future therapy to me). Have a great day everyone and good tidings from me.
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