To live.

That doesn't mean to go and do something new every day, that doesn't mean to take up extreme sports or anything like that. It means to live, in the raw sense of the word. To survive. To feel emotions, to know that I am succeeding in reaching my personal goals. To achieve. To gain respect, to gain recognition, to gain love. To love. To earn and gain that special love, to find that person who would want to be by my side 'til the day one of us is no longer needing a meaning to their life as we know it. To never put myself too high above anyone or too far below them, either. To see things in people that nobody else sees, to spend time with people and without people, to get up early on days I don't need to and to skip work so I can do something nice for someone else. To make people smile, to smile myself. To have reasons to laugh. To have reasons to cry. To eat a lot of food that I don't like once, and to eat a lot of food that I do like a whole lot more than that. To struggle with health and healthcare, to fall over on occasion, to learn to pick myself up, to learn in general. To be the best I can be in the circumstances, without pushing myself too hard - long periods of nothing can sometimes be the best you can be in the circumstances. To savour those moments, to savour the business of business. To collapse on my bed after a long day at work, to struggle to get up in the morning, to kiss someone before they've even woken up and feel good for the rest of the day knowing that I had the ability to do just that.

To live.