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What is the meaning of life? I have thought about that time and time again as I sit on my couch eating Doritos and watching a rerun of "Cops". Where did I go wrong? Did I miss all of my opportunities to succeed? Why on Earth am I here? Could all of this be a dream?

Everyone has their own versions of the meaning of life. I suppose for them that is the meaning of life; to love, to breed, to succeed, or even faith. In the end it's all the same. Everyone dies. Will we ever know the meaning of life? Is it possible for a feeble minds to know what the meaning of life is?

I walk to streets and I see homeless people standing around in the December cold. I cringe because that is their life. That is what happened to them. They must constantly wonder where they went wrong? So many people live day in and day out. No one the same, yet their must be some logic to it all. The scary thing is humans as a race may have completely turned it all around before we recorded anything. Maybe we will never know the answers because we are so off track.

I think the Mayans may have had a better insight on things. I think they knew what life was all about. I think they figured it out and got to go home. Poof! Just like that, they were off the face of the Earth. Maybe they knew something we don't.

To me the meaning of life is nothing more than words. It is quite possible that there is no meaning to any of this. We could have been a science project gone wrong, forgotten about in the back storage room of the universe.

We would like to think there was meaning. We would like to think that we exist for a reason. If there was a reason I would like to think it was to let others share in life, to give life to someone brand new. I would never had thunk that until I had my baby girl. That has to be the meaning of life. Give life with love. Share in happiness, and just feel alive. You have one life, don't waste it. You'll be sitting on your death bed wondsding where all those years went. Share in happiness.

I don't know if there is a meaning to it all, but as I sit on my couch I decide maybe its time to get up and play with my daughter.

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