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Searching for Meaning: Reflection

What's the point to life if all it is is one disappointment after another, one forsaken expectation after another, pain after pain after pain without relent? All we do is run around performing meaningless tasks for even more meaningless people. What's the point?

Well, if you're looking for an answer, I don't have one. None of us do, and those that say they do are full of it. But when it comes right down to it, why should we care anyways? Why spend all our time trying to find out why when really we should be out living it? Because it's easier. Emotions come with both the good and the bad. You can't have one without the other. We cannot feel happy if we don't sometimes feel sad. It's not to say that we'd know the difference, but we do so it matters. None of us have the answer to life and I'd bet that none of us ever will. So quit worrying about it.

Life is inconsequential if you don't get out and live it. If you haven't, stop reading and get out there. There's far more to it than a computer screen and someone else's opinions.

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