Life is short. We've heard it a thousand times before. But we don't realize it till it happens to us: cancer, stroke, death. And then we start asking ourselves, 'how much of the world have I seen?', 'how many achievements can I be proud of?', 'how many people will grieve at my passing?'. Ultimately, 'what have I done with my life?'.
I guess in some ways we're not that different from animals. After all, we're motivated so much more efficiently by negative cues than positive ones. But then again, life just isn't all about food, shelter and reproduction. And I guess this distinguishes us from animals in some ways. But the main question is, will it be too late by the time we realize it?
I guess in some ways we're not that different from animals. After all, we're motivated so much more efficiently by negative cues than positive ones. But then again, life just isn't all about food, shelter and reproduction. And I guess this distinguishes us from animals in some ways. But the main question is, will it be too late by the time we realize it?
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