Where are you going?

Another year has gone from my life and I can't help but think how it's been wasted...

I saw my friend Charles the other day and can't believe how depressed I would be if I had his life. His father left his family when he was young and hasn't heard from him since...and his mother has ovarian cancer and doesn't have much more to live...

In that, I can't help but think of a book I've read. (なぜ生きる)

Every action has a definite purpose. Riding in a taxi, for instance, even the quietest person speaks up without hesitation to tell the driver his destination. Otherwise, the driver would have no idea which way to go. Heading off in a direction chosen at random would be a waste of time and money.

Ask someone why he is studying, and he is likely to mention a test the next day, or talk about getting his license. Ask someone where she is off to, and she may say she's going shopping, or out for a breath of fresh air. All our actions have a purpose.

What if someone asked you the point of living? What would you answer?

And I must admit, I don't have one. Why do we go to work? Why do we have families? Why do we live? In the world, there is always a cause and effect. If humans were to disappear from the earth, what would be effected? In high school, a friend felt that humans have no purpose in life and should not exist in the world....I should ask him how he feels today, because maybe that's how I'll feel tomorrow.