Meaning

We're all trying to find our place in this world. We're all looking for purpose, for a niche, for something to provide us with the sense that there is a reason for our existence on this little blue marble in the universe. Have I found meaning in my life? In some ways, yes, and in some ways, no. As of right now I've found some meaning in writing about all of the experiences in my life, but I also haven't found a purpose that allows me to live and function independently. While I haven't achieved that yet, I know that it's necessary to keep working as hard as I can towards that goal, and eventually I will have a source of meaning that allows me to stand on my own two feet and support myself while giving back to this world that has given me so much. To me, meaning means having a reason to wake up and get out of bed every morning. Meaning means a sense of drive that continues to propel us through this chaotic, random, and messy world. Meaning is something that some people find easily, while others might go through life having never found. What is our purpose? Why are we here? What are we supposed to do with the lives we have been given? These are extremely profound questions that have painfully illusive and complicated answers. I've come to the unfortunate realization that it's entirely possible that I'll never find meaning in my life, but I also realize that all I can do is put in my best effort to try. Meaning; that's the end goal for all of us in this crazy world.