I don't know anything about the meaning of life. It's been THE struggle of my 24
years of existence. Because of it, I can hardly manage to live a "normal" life;
but I don't care because any concept of normality seems absurd to me. What I've
been able to do is to find partial personal meanings that keep me going. Of
course, I lose them all the time, so I have to keep finding new ones because
it's extremely difficult for me to live without any meaning. I find life to be
very disquieting.

Mariana

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