For some people, the concept of just existing without experiencing something grand or new, is a waste of life. Imagine, doing the same thing every day until you

For some people, the concept of just existing without experiencing something grand or new, is a waste of life. Imagine, doing the same thing every day until you die. For some people it is peaceful and wonderful. The joy of existing. For others it is a horror. Stagnation and rot. I used to be the former, with a great fear of missing out on all life has to offer. Lately though I'm the latter, realizing the immense joy in existing.