What’s the meaning of life? Are we here for a reason?
As time goes by, I become better and better in most aspects, but I still, however, can’t find the purpose of my life.
I had walked through many roads, to the ends of them, and then turn to other roads, road by road.
Some roads are long, but most are quite short. Even for those long roads, it won’t be too hard to get general profiles of them.
But the journey of one’s life is full of unknown which makes it almost impossible to make sense out of all the things we had seen.
Are there any points to the journey of mine?