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If you are just breathing...

How cool is it to not feel anything?
No anger.
No sadness.
No love.
No happiness.
The life of a robot is always simple.
If emotions make us human. It also makes us living corpses. Some days we live life without love. We reject the love we are receiving and expect something else. By the time we go back to that love, it's just too late. Handling emotions is complex. So my crazy mind thought this!
How cool it would be to shut the feelings off.
Humanity switch off? No, just the emotions switch.
Let me tell you how this works.
You still are a human.
You would mind your damn business.
You would do things you are supposed to.
You wouldn't bother talking to anyone or hurting other humans.
It's easier living this way. I mean it's not living but frankly who are living these days. We post a few pictures on social media. Watch some movies or series on ott and then call it a day. In this process, we tend to feel guilty about not being beautiful. Bored of 9 to 6 job and dissatisfied of the salary and bank balance. So if breathing is what we do, we can shut the emotional switch off and turn on the hard cold robotic mode. At least you wouldn't be the hurdle in someone else's journey of living life. If you do not want to shut the emotional switch then start living.
Embrace your faults.
Make pit stops for self-checking.
Quit smoking.
Quit drinking.
Hit the gym.
Look for your passion or goal or whatever.
You have no right to complain about living if you are just breathing.
I am a hypocrite and am well aware of it. I am taking one step a week. So I would be drinking two bottles of water every day.
So it's your turn now.
Go live, brother.
(Drink water macha! It's the easiest way to start.)

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