Life's so fragile

Our mere lives are so fragile. 

We actually tend to forget that.

Until there's an accident coming your way, you don't feel that rush of living..

I mean what's the point? 

If your life curve is a straight line or an exponential graph or a logarithmic graph, then I don't think that you've lived. It has to have ups and downs. That's where the thrill of living lies. I could be wrong. I wanna live like that. This stagnant life isn't for me anymore. 

I'm lying down on my bed with a little bit of pain in my leg. And I'm trying to jot down my thoughts. Will we ever feel enough? Like this is the limit I want to achieve, after that I'll just stop and do something else. But it doesn't happen practically, at least not to the normal people. I can blame the world for it but it won't change a thing. I can't even blame myself. So let's leave it here.