living is hard. but why should i live at all.

to live for family, friends, my people, and for finishing things i started.

to live because i was good for something. not something great, just good.

people live for different reasons.

there is no goal in this universe. it just keeps moving and you are in it.

be happy, try to help someone, try not to fight the place you live in.

time and situation change what living even means.

but i keep asking, why do we need a purpose. cant i just live without knowing why.

when i drop the purpose everything becomes easier and i start noticing the people and things around me more.

asking why means i think the answer has to come first. most people never get an answer and they keep living anyway.