A lot of people think about why they’re here on earth and what’s their purpose in life. I never do that. I don’t believe my life has a purpose, that I have some sort of destiny awaiting me. I don’t think I was put on this earth for any particular reason and I don’t think life has some grand meaning. “The meaning of life”, you know. I don’t care about that. I’m just here.
What I do think about is how I need my life to be meaningful, to me. How I want to fill my life with wonderful moments and how I want to be happy. To me that’s the meaning of life. Simply to be happy and to enjoy my time here on earth. I’m a searcher. I search for something to fill me, complete me and make my life feel wonderful. It could be a place, something to do, a realization, whatever. We all need something. And I don’t know what I need. I want to move, again. Because I keep thinking that maybe this time around I’ll find a place where I can be happy. I’ve moved and totally changed my life twice and sure, thanks to that I’ve got to see new places, meet new people and experience new things. But did I find my place in the world? Did I find that true happiness? No. But I’m hoping that maybe, maybe this time I will.
I look for happiness in different places and different things to do but perhaps I should look inside myself. I’m not sure how to do that though. I don’t think I can because I happen to be a very cynical person. I think the happiest people are those who don’t search the world for trills but just like their surroundings. Those who don’t need grandeur but just enjoy the moment and the small things in life. How could I become like that? I don’t think I can because I’ve never been like that. I’m a dreamer and I always want something different. I always look for something more.
A while ago I came across a blog post where the author asked the question “If you were to describe yourself with six words, what would those words be?”. My six words are “A constant search for something more”. That’s me. Never content, always looking for something better, more exciting, more fulfilling.
And I haven’t found it yet. I’m twenty-five and I’ve never liked my life. It’s quite sad. And seeing how I work perhaps I never will.
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