It seems I always get my best thinking done in the peacefulness of my car... but when I leave the safety of the silent walls of thought and solitude my revelations and enlightenments scatter and fade. I feel a new desire to express myself in ways I don't know how and haven't yet imagined. But where does that leave me? In the longing for something new?
Can one walk through life not knowing where to go and still make it? Or are our goals and dreams the gateway to our very existance?
Posted by tricia at September 25, 2003 06:12 PMIs it just mee or did you just ask what the meaning of life is?
Posted by: Brandon at September 29, 2003 11:47 AMGot any answers?
Posted by: Tricia at September 29, 2003 12:31 PMMathis, the meaning of life is 42.
I'm sorry I missed you this weekend. Have fun in Ireland and give me a call!!
Posted by: Ruth at September 30, 2003 09:05 AM