Every day we get up - go to work, get back, eat -sh$% and sleep...
We do this as a survival procedure, so that end of the month we have something in our pockets to further live our life on a rosy cushy side...
But I think a day is really lived ...where u feel alive is when u have lived it for someone else, there is nothing comparable to the essence of peaces encapsulating your soul after the deed is done...and to top it off with a cherry, that person never finds out it was you....oh i felt alive :)
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