You wake up. You wash. You dress. You go to work. You go home.

Five basic every day things. There is a lot in between. The travel in between, the people you meet, the every day situations that appear to be unique but end up being routine, eventually.

Sometimes you think you’re alone in your way of thinking and later you find out that some people think just like you.

Routine. Boredom. Complacency.

Someone wanted to know what the meaning of life was. I couldn’t help but to shake my head and try to find the best answer. But even I don’t know.

You’re born. You go to school. You’re told to get good grades. You graduate. You got more schools. You try to get good grades. Some where in between you get a job, or two, or three. You look to take your life to the next level. If they like you and you are worth it you get raises and become a success. You meet someone special. You marry. You make babies. Now what?

You work harder. You make more babies. You vacation. You pretend to like people when you don’t. You try to make sure your kids are the best they can be. Now what?

You climb the corporate ladder. You hit the ceiling. You get old. You retire. You die.

Where is happiness? At what point does that occur?

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