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Stand up and live life

Hi! I just wanted to write some stuff, but in English this time. You know, it's easier to have more readers if you write in English so, why not? And it's been a long time since I practiced the language so, it's high time I did so.
Yesterday night before going to bed I was thinking about living. We live in a comfortable society, we have machines that do almost anything, many people (which doesn't mean everybody) have access to water, food, education, and many illnesses have a cure too. But in the other hand we don't live life. Nowadays people live to work, and work to earn money, which is supposed to be for a living but since they just work they don't have time to spend it. But it can be worse, there's people who do have time to spend it but they have so much money they don't even know what to do with it. But that's not the usual, normally they just work for a living but under a lot of pressure. All of us have schedules, deadlines we must respect and live without time to live. We go to work, everyday at the same time, sit on the bus, see the same people, read the same book. It looks like we were whatching our life trough a TV or through a mirror. We can feel what the protagonists feel because it's us in there, but at the same time we don't think, we just live life like it were a videogame, like we could have a new opportunity in case we failed. But it's not our case. We have one life, one opportunity to succeed, one opportunity to achieve our goals.
We must realise we won't have another life to live, we must open our eyes and see the world the way it really is. We must start living and loving life because it is like a white sheet of paper in front of a writer, it's empty and full of possibilities, so start creating your own. It's going to be worth it, I promise. But like in everything in life, you'll find difficulties in your way, so take it easy, relax, enjoy and, if you fail any time, don't resign, stand up stronger than you used to be and learn to do things right. Because semeone told me once that who you are is not determined by how many times you fall but how many times you stand up after that and the way you do so. So go beat the world and loose your fears, life is worth living.

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