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Rules are simple...upon reading this challenge, look into your phone, find the most recent text message you sent, and turn it into a story. Poetry or prose, anything goes! The story with the most likes wins! Please tag me in the comments! Have fun!
clarymtaylor in Fiction

What is life?

We're all alive, at least I hope we are. But what is living? What is life?

Some say life is simply breathing. In and out, in and out, and bam! You're alive.

But it doesn't feel like living.

Some say life is a list of criteria. Science has a checklist: DNA, energy, response, reproduction. I fit all these boxes, I exist.

But it doesn't feel like living.

Some say life is having fun. Parties, drinking, doing drugs. Everything else just becomes a dizzy fog. I've tried parties, fallen into the haze.

But itt doesn't feel like living.

Some say life is worthless. That none of us really matter. Life, death, who cares?

I do. Death is inevitable. But not caring?

It doesn't feel like living.

Some say life is career. If you work hard enough, make enough money, have enough success, you'll be alive. Work is important, sure.

But it doesn't feel like living.

I say life is love. That loving your partner, loving yourself, loving your fellow humans, loving your job, loving your activities? That's real. That's what matters.

That's living.