The scars remind us that the past is real

We all need something to remind us we're alive. Even if it's bad news, even if it's practically nonsense, we all need it.
Heartaches. Phobias. Nature. Appreciation. Pain... hold it there.
Once I thought pain was just there to make us suffer, make our lives a living nightmare. Now, now I see there's so much more to it...

I used to think growing up would be as simple as any task or any personal challenge (which in those times of sweet childhood, those so-called challenges to overcome were the easiest things), that it would come naturally, like any physical change, or mental developement. But I was so far away from the real thing...
I like pain in some ways. Don't get me wrong, I'm no masoquist. I like pain sometimes because, as I said before, it makes me realise that I am real, that I am a mortal and that someday, hoping not to be soon, I will fade away from this world, and leave nothing but my memories and the love I shared in this place... also the bad moments I shed (talk about friggin' conscience, huh?).
Now... THAT'S SOME SCARY SHIT.
Do you get me? Let me try to explain.

We've got SO much responsibilities in this life, that even when the moment to leave this world arrives we have one last challenge, one last task... which is also the BIGGEST and most important assignment we have: to be remembered as we deserve to be.
F that Sh.
That's some scary news, of course, but it's also VERY exciting! It gives us a biiig and heavy challenge, and most of the times that makes us be the best we can be, and give the most we can... so that's a great deal of importance we all have to carry along our little happy lives.
Nice!

Just to finist, that's why I find it so hard to believe that some people just care about the money, the temporary pleasures, the selfishness... because we all arrive the same way, and we all vanish the same old way. In the end, all that matters is what we leave behind.

Ok. Now I've completed yet another of my writings which comes to the same end as the ones before: nothing.
...but it's good therapy though (:
Y me doy cuenta que expresarme en inglés a veces es mucho más fácil que en español.
Buen verano!