Life stinks, Life is good, and Life is what we make out of it
I woke up this morning thinking about life, about my life, what is life? I wonder if with my young age I had achieved some of the things I wanted or missed part of them, I started to think if my life stinks, or if it is good or maybe is what we make out of it and I understood that according to my point of view, It is what we make out of it.
“Life is a game” play it as you live, day by day like an athlete who wants to win. They train everyday, every second, because they have to prepare for worst things, for a hard road, for hard weather because they don’t know what will happen next. They just know that they have to give all of them. In this game there is no manual, just some rules that you have to learn to play. It is a game because it changes every time, sometimes you win or sometimes you lose, but it depends on you if you learn, if you enjoy, if you have fun with this pretty game, also it is hard sometimes, full of rocks, and big walls that don’t let you see what is on the other side. As persons, we judge, we say a thousands of things of the other players that we don’t know, because we are afraid of them, afraid of them being better than us, but we don’t admit that, as when we fall, we don’t want to get up because we don’t want to see the light, because if you fall once you have a thousand reasons to get up, even in the hard moments. Life changes a lot, it gives us wonderful opportunities to change, to know about the other players, if you take them you could discover magical things, you don’t know what is going to happen next, yesterday you hated one player and tomorrow you could be best friends.
