By Boris Glikman
One day, a woman with a gun in her hand demanded of me that I provide good reasons why life is worth living; otherwise she was going to terminate me.
“Life is hard, really hard sometimes,” I replied to her, “and a lot of times I do not want to go on struggling against the unyielding, overpowering forces. Yet I want to continue living. That is all I can say. I want to live.”
The interrogator gazed at me with an empty look, deciding on her answer.
Just as she was about to make her pronouncement, I woke up to life.
Thank you for publishing my story, much appreciated.
Yes, agreed – life (and the wish that it may continue) is its own justification!
Boris, you never cease to amaze me…perfect story and in only 101 words. you know me, I even counted the words to be sure…Ann