What If You Lived Every Day Like It Was Your Last?

What if we did? Would we get more out of life, living everyday doing whatever we wanted, no responsibilities and no regrets at the end? Or are we just kidding ourselves. See, if we knew that death could be right around the corner wouldn't we lock our doors? So, if you take to that way of thinking you are not living your life, you're just hiding from the inevitable? No matter how much you live, your death will always end with tears. Tears for what you haven't done and even tears for what you've done. So what is it? Do we sit on our asses day after day hiding from the world and it's risks or do you live everyday like it was your last? The one thing that prevents us from the later is money. It's always about money they say, and they're right to say it. How are you supposed to explore the world if you don't have money to do so? How are you supposed to live the life you want to if you don't get a job and support the economy. That's what your reward is after you work for more than half of your life, money. And who in their right mind would want to do anything after working for all their life? Thus, the couch potato. Besides, at the end there is no difference between the man who explored the world and the man who lived in his basement because they are opposites. One could tell you about one thing but not the other. So let's just stop kidding ourselves. We can't live everyday like it was our last. That's too much living for one person to do, so let the billionaires buy the world and build their skyscrapers, while some are perfectly happy with living in their basements. If there is a middle ground let me know, because I haven't found it yet.