Watching yourself remember how to live is an incredible experience. After days of seclusion and lack of motivation to do the things one truly loves, there is the period of change that is impossible to miss. There will never be this day again. Making it the best day ever is the perfect way to make oneself feel alive again. The breath of fresh air one takes after the high dive. That fear of drowning, the realization that one might not live after this moment. Suddenly, life invades the soul, the spirit. Life renews; it strengthens. That is the way life came back to me... exhumed me.