I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you are going to die, you know. One certainty of life: your time will come and go. So maybe if we started to realise that with each day we have one less to live, not one more, we would stop treating all of our blessings like an obstacle or chore. We would wake up and be thankful for the time that we've been given, embrace the moment, seize the day, start actually living. Because whether you like it or not, we all know how this story ends, so why not make the most of the time you have to spend? Make it as great as you possibly can, because we're all dying someday, every woman, every man. Don't spend too much time collecting objects that only end up collecting dust; get up, live a little, complain if you must. But whilst you're complaining, the clock is ticking; of that there is no doubt, so you may as well enjoy the life you've got because there's only one way out.