Work, Tuccia!

Move, Tuccia! There's work to be done!

I know, life passes by the person preoccupied with tasks. 

I have a different view. It's this: Life is entropy. Things fall apart of their own accord. Therefore, part of living is to hold things together. This doesn't mean merely preserving what already exists in a static world. The ground shifts underneath, so new projects and plans are required if one aims "to hold things together". 

The other option is die prematurely, which is not my choice.

Note that this isn't an ideology or a religious belief. It's a few steps of reasoning drawn from basic facts about life. 

These facts exist whether I rise to their challenge or not. My failure would prove them just as much as my success.