Do you know what
you're alive for?
I don't think everyone
looks for a life purpose. If you were born in poverty, or if you're ill, you
can't afford to wonder why you get out of bed in the mornings. You get out of
bed because if you don't show up to work, you stand to lose your entire
existence, and maybe that of your family too. You get out of bed because you
don't know if you'll still be alive to do it tomorrow.
So my search for
meaning is, to some extent, a luxury problem.