These days, I've been thinking about the meaning (or lack thereof) of life.
When does life has meaning?
For some people it means being able to participate actively in day-to-day life.
For others it means leaving some kind of legacy behind.
Yet others, find it important to amass fame and fortune (and everything that goes with it.)
For me, I guess, it's about human interaction. To communicate with people around me. Not just words, but also opinions, ideas, feelings.
That brings me to the question: "When does life has no meaning to me?"
Does this mean that life has no meaning if I'm unable to communicate and interact with people around me?
I wish there were clear-cut answers for this. I'm a fighter by nature but sometimes, you get tired of fighting. It sometimes helps to take a breather and continue fighting.
But I can imagine that you could get pushed so far that you just give up.
Where is my limit? I haven't reached it. And by the goddes, I hope I never do.
So tell me reader? What is your meaning of life? What do YOU live for?
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