What's not to love about life? You’re one in a million—a true lottery winner. Not only that, you’re living entirely by your own free will, choosing your friends and foes. You have freedom, and within that freedom, there are no restrictions. Say;
"Being looked over by the one who isn’t even here."
"Fearing the one who holds many."
"Being scrutinized by countless gazes."
"Living under a hooded house."
"Watching the wild dance of the drunkard outside, stirring chaos."
Who hasn’t experienced these yet still lives a joyful life? After all, no matter what kind of life they lead, it’s not my life—my world—so I am not sure I can help with it. Oh, look—there’s that boat again.
"Rowing downstream, gliding toward the pond,"
"Living as if it’s all a dream,"
"Yet still the boatmen simply drift along the current."
So, are you really not going to enjoy it? Life to the fullest?