How Am I Alive?
We’re hurtling through space on a ball of earth with a relatively thin crust floating on a massive quantity of magma. We can’t live without fresh water, but most of the planet is made up of salt water. Only a few miles of atmosphere separate us from the vacuum of space.
Our frail bodies are victims to injury, disease, and simple aging.
We always need to breathe, we always need to drink, and we always need to eat. Our hearts always have to beat.
Stare at the Sun and go blind.
I’m standing in the driveway today. Blue sky, birds, light breeze, 60 degrees, well fed, hydrated, and pain free. How am I alive? And more incredibly, how am I alive and well?