Do you ever find yourself wondering what the meaning of life is?
When you sink into the freezing depths of the sea, the bitterly salty water filling your nostrils, and feel the agony of nearly drowning, only to be washed ashore, would you choose to live again?
After countless sleepless nights and enduring both mental and physical suffering, one day you suddenly feel better and finally get a good night’s sleep. You can at last throw away the bottle of citalopram beside you and become a normal person. Would you want to live again?
On a freezing night, you climb onto a rooftop. The wind blows your mind blank. You leap, feel the fear and despair of falling from a great height, and land on an air cushion. Would you choose to start living again?
I hope your answer is: I want to live again.
