You know......I've been bedridden for the last few days, and I've come to think on some things.
For instance....What's the difference between living and surviving?
Living is a statement to yourself...It's your subconscious telling itself that you are moving with a purpose and with a motivation behind each and every step.
Surviving....Is just that. All you think about is making it through trials, only to be met by more trials...No purpose, no ambition....You just survive because your instincts tell you.
And based on that analogy, I'm....doing neither...I'm just...Here. I don't move, I can't think perfectly straight.....I'm neither living nor surviving.
I just....Exist to exist at this point.