In lieu of our Aged Care term, we've been scheduled by our hospital to go to a nursing home to talk to some residents there. And it was actually my first time talking (non-medically, not taking a medical history) to an elderly person who's unrelated to me and it really gave me actual first hand experience of how bleak life really is. And as I'm typing this it really makes me feel like there really is no point to what we're doing everyday anyway. No matter how many things you want to do and learn, no matter how many things happen in your life, everything eventually comes to an end. Everything is so fleeting, even life itself. I'm definitely not asking for an "extension" of any sort. And I definitely don't expect everything to last forever, but I'm merely questioning the purpose of life.
And yes, I'm constantly on the tug of war, trying to determine if everything will eventually come to an end anyway, should we live life to the fullest or does it really not matter?
Should we go with the flow?
But what is the flow?
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