Hi,

Main reason for my living

Life is not a bed of roses. It is a long, winding and tedious path where every living creature must struggle simply to remain alive. From the moment we open our eyes to the moment we close them, we are engaged in the same ancient task and that is to protect this fragile spark so that it may not go out too soon. I am no exception. I have no relatives, nor any desire to marry or raise children. I possess no ancestral wealth. I have no hidden savings. I have nothing that could lift me into comfort. I live in a rented room and work in a small store, earning just enough to keep myself afloat. And yet, in the midst of all this, I live and I even find joy in living. Sometimes I pause and wonder why I am here at all and what purpose my life is meant to serve.

I have come to understand that the impulse to live is woven into the very fabric of existence. Every creature, from the smallest insect to the most reflective human being, carries within it a silent command and that is to stay alive. I am simply following that ancient programming. I live because I like this world and I want to taste whatever happiness life offers. I have a few good friends and colleagues whose company lightens my days. I read whenever I get time for it. I love gathering knowledge like small treasures. I want to live long enough to understand this world or at least to marvel at it.

I am not an atheist, yet I am far from a fanatic. Faith, for me, is neither a banner nor a battlefield - it is just a quiet curiosity. Life feels like a journey that I wish to walk to its natural end. That thought alone sustains me. It gives shape to my days and turns even an ordinary life into something quietly meaningful.

With love from Erica.