If you picked up a book and realized that it was about your life, would you read it?

Would you?

Life is a strange thing.

There are certain moments where you could have said or done something you deem as a better response, that will hurt the other party less, that will deliver your message without the misunderstandings, that will make the other party think better of you. (There's no need to deny the last point :)

However, these are the very moments that are packed full of emotion, that are so genuine that in that moment, you weren't able to conceal or control it with practiced smoothness. It was that one spilt second that revealed your true thoughts, that showed the other party who you really are; that, in some strange way, contributed enough to make your relationships with others even better.

If you had known about it, you would have perfected and rehearsed it all, leading to a mechanical response you deem as 'perfection'. That exhausts you and makes others fear you, for they feel like they can never get to see the real you.

If you were to read about it beforehand, you would be filled with expectations.

The cute moments and spontaneity of others will no longer surprise you.

You may even do less-than-sensitive things to that person because you take it for granted that in the book, it states that the two of you will be together. 

That may damage the relationship, since that person feels like no matter what he does, he can never be good enough to garner a heartfelt response from you. Then, when he does things not stated in the book, you get bitter and disappointed.

If you were to read about it beforehand, and found out that your laziness would lead to unemployment and thus a hard life, you would strive harder in your current situation, hoping to change it. Conversely, if you were to read about being successful, you may stop working hard.

If you were to read about it beforehand, you would know about the heartaches that lie ahead, and avoid it if possible. You would know who are the ones who will betray you. You would know who are the ones who will hurt you. You would be able to avoid them all, and enjoy a happy life. 

Sounds great, doesn't it?

But is that truly what you want?

To constantly be in the know of your life, to constantly be in control, to constantly be practicing and perfecting 'life'. You will be 'happy', you think. You will never be sad.

Really?

Wouldn't that be meaningless?

Sure, it sounds like a dream, a life without problems.

But then the problem would be you having no problems.

You would not have lived at all.

You would have just existed.

And that is absolutely meaningless, and if anything, more depressing than a life with heartbreaks and pain a normal person would have to face.

So, if such a book were to be placed in front of you right now.

Will you succumb to curiosity and the need to perfect Life, or would you rather choose to lose your way, be stabbed again and again, be saved, love, learn, smile and laugh at the little things in life... And...live?

Isn't Life ultimately about living and not existing? That even though at the end of the day, we will all die and everything will cease to exist; having lived before is all that matters? That since we were given the gift of life, we will have to live, and make it the best one yet? 

The unknown scares us. 

But it is what makes life so magical and exciting, don't you think?

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After reading all these, which do you prefer?