I'm still trying to understand why we do all the things and then we are gone. Maybe it would make more sense to me if I was married or had children at this point. At the moment, I'm just a person attempting to maintain and improve upon my own existence, but I have no deeper purpose. I do all the right things, but where is it all going? What's the destination? I feel like I have all the means, but no ends. I feel fine, but I keep asking these questions, without finding an answer.