My life sounds like a heartbeat. I know what you think… “Cliché”, “thank you, next”… But there is more into this statement than you may think, let me explain and then you can decide if it really is such a cliché.
The first reason is obvious. Life is defined by a beating heart. If you’re lying on ground unable to breathe, what is the first thing they are gonna check? The heartbeat. Having a heartbeat means you are alive. After an accident, in the hospital, … until your heart gives up you are still here.
Then there is the flatline. You know those machines that actually shows your heartbeat on a display? How does it go? Can you imagine it? It’s up and down, even more up and much deeper down and then up again and down and so on. That’s my life. My life is filled with ups and down. Some are bigger than other but it never goes flat for long.
Thirdly, this sound is exactly the only thing I can hear on those bigger moments in my life. When I get super excited, nervous, scared, when I am under a pressure, when the adrenalin is pumped into my blood, when I’m anxious or really down or when I am having the best time of my life, this is what I’m forced to hear. The sound of life. It may not be the only sound at that time, but it is the loudest one.
And so maybe if you feel lost sometime or feel like there is too much going on and someone tells you to listen to your heart. Try to take it literary. How? Water will help you. Go under the water because that isolates you from all the outside noise and the only sound you will be able to hear is the heartbeat. The sound of your life will overpower everything else and you will literary listen to your heart.
Where I have been 
