- May 17 Mon 2010 23:11
- May 16 Sun 2010 01:18
Sometimes I wonder, when one asks the ancient question, “What’s the purpose of life,” he doesn’t really want the answer.
Oftentimes, he’s just complaining about how life sucks at that moment--I want this but I can’t get it; I don’t want this but I’m stuck in it. When he finally gets over whatever it is, he will be happy again, and will not bother to think about the question for even one second--until the next disaster happens, that is.