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I just finished watching the movie "Seven Pounds", and I realized near the end of it that it was a poor movie choice if you have to get up early the next day. I tried jumping into bed and closing my eyes, but it's one of those movies that makes you think, the kind that brings up gnawing questions about your own life, the ones that just won't go away.
In it the main character is a man that has something terrible on his conscience, something so terrible that the only way he can forgive himself is to try to fix the impossible. He damaged the lives of seven strangers, and because he can't fix what he did wrong, he finds seven new deserving strangers that he can help in incredible ways. One of the strangers is a girl who needs a new heart, and if she doesn't find one, she will ultimately face the inevitable. She talks about her own dreams, what she would do if she were healthy, and how she wishes things were different. She was dreaming about living her life, and couldn't believe when that finally came true.
It got me thinking to what living is, exactly. In the movie she said how she wished she could travel, or do something as simple as go for a run. I imagine the definition would be different for each person, from seeing the world to raising a family, but at what point does one stop simply being, and actually start living?
It seems sometimes that life can be so routine, as I thought about once again last week. It's come to a point where I'm sad every Sunday at 11, and happy every Friday at 4, because I know the time in between there is going to be filled with a mindless job that I do because, well, that's what people do. I live for time I spend with my friends and family, because that's the time I know I'll be smiling. Is that living? The moments that make us smile? The moments that we play over in our heads, that bring us warmth when we're down? That, right now, is what living is for me. Although it does make me sad to think that I'm only living every 2 out of 7 days, and not the remaining 5 so that I can stay afloat. I wonder if there are people out there that manage to really live every day, that see the happiness and clarity even when they're in situations they don't favor. I haven't figured out how to do that yet, but I hope in time I can. I hope I'll learn to live every day I am here.
In it the main character is a man that has something terrible on his conscience, something so terrible that the only way he can forgive himself is to try to fix the impossible. He damaged the lives of seven strangers, and because he can't fix what he did wrong, he finds seven new deserving strangers that he can help in incredible ways. One of the strangers is a girl who needs a new heart, and if she doesn't find one, she will ultimately face the inevitable. She talks about her own dreams, what she would do if she were healthy, and how she wishes things were different. She was dreaming about living her life, and couldn't believe when that finally came true.
It got me thinking to what living is, exactly. In the movie she said how she wished she could travel, or do something as simple as go for a run. I imagine the definition would be different for each person, from seeing the world to raising a family, but at what point does one stop simply being, and actually start living?
It seems sometimes that life can be so routine, as I thought about once again last week. It's come to a point where I'm sad every Sunday at 11, and happy every Friday at 4, because I know the time in between there is going to be filled with a mindless job that I do because, well, that's what people do. I live for time I spend with my friends and family, because that's the time I know I'll be smiling. Is that living? The moments that make us smile? The moments that we play over in our heads, that bring us warmth when we're down? That, right now, is what living is for me. Although it does make me sad to think that I'm only living every 2 out of 7 days, and not the remaining 5 so that I can stay afloat. I wonder if there are people out there that manage to really live every day, that see the happiness and clarity even when they're in situations they don't favor. I haven't figured out how to do that yet, but I hope in time I can. I hope I'll learn to live every day I am here.