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March 6, 2018

“Life isn’t measured in the number of breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away”

I don’t know who said that, or if I even quoted them correctly (I could look it up but I’ve already built my whole idea around this quote the way I remembered it).


It was one of those quotes that popped into my head for no particular reason, during one of the (probably too frequent) conversations I was having with myself.


Here is how the rest of the conversation went:


Me 1: Is that true, do you think? Are those moments the ones that matter?


Me 2: I guess that its not really about length of time but the experiences you have.


Me 1: Right, but it seems to imply that life is only important when it is exciting. What if you aren’t an adrenaline junkie? What if you like having a calm, quiet life? Does that make it worth less?


Me 2: I don’t think so.


Me 1: I wonder what life is actually measured in…


Me 2: happiness?


Me 1: eh


Me 2: love?


Me 1: maybe.


Me 2: Why does it have to be measured in anything?


Me 1: I don’t know…


Me 2: Maybe we are too focused on the idea of measurements. What’s the point? Why are we trying to judge who has lived a better life?


Me 1: I think we sometimes get really caught up on the idea of comparison.


Me 2: Right, but should we be comparing lives? Do we all even want the same things?


Me 1: Probably not.


Me 2: Maybe there is no definition for life, because it’s just our own experience and it’s different for everyone.


Me 1: Maybe.


Me 3: I think you are missing the point of that quote.


Me 1: I think that quote is missing the point of itself.






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