What is the point of living? I don’t think as humans we will ever be able to collectively decide the total purpose of our existence as a species. I do think most of human existence should comprise of less time worrying about what life is for, and living for the singular purpose of enjoying your time while you’re here.
What I lived for today specifically was enjoying free museum day in Los Angeles seeing some fossil remains at the La Brea Tar Pits. I could only imagine the animals, including the extinct Wooly Mammoth never wasted time thinking about the purpose of living, but enjoyed their time mostly grazing in the ice age.
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We attempted to visit the automobile musuem too, but they ran out of tickets. We also made a push to go to the Musuem of Tolerance, but upon seeing the ginormous line, decided to refrain.
After a lunch at Shake Shack (which was overrated), we had a brief reading session at Barnes and Nobles. I read some interesting self-help books, which gives me interesting perspectives on how other people perceive happiness and the purposes of living.
After exploring Santa Monica for a bit we went to Westwood for some Diddy Reese (which was okay, but super cheap), and Pieology (still not the best create-your-own-pizza place).
Anyway, it was a decent day, but I hope to be able to fully recover in time for work tomorrow.
You can take me anywhere the wind blows
Right into the great unknown
