An excerpt from One Day by David Nicholls
‘What are you going to do with your life?’ In one way or
another it seemed that people had been asking her this forever; teachers, her
parents, friends at three in the morning, but the question had never seemed
this pressing and still she was no nearer an answer. The future rose up ahead
of her, a succession of empty days, each more daunting and unknowable than the
one before her. How would she ever fill them all?
She
began walking again, south towards The Mound. ‘Live each day as if it’s your
last’, that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for
that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn’t practical.
Better by far to simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a
difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Go out there
with your passion and your electric typewriter and work hard at…something.
Change lives through art maybe. Cherish your friends, stay true to your
principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love
and be loved, if you ever get the chance.
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