Last night I was at a party, having a great time with all my friends, living life to its fullest, etc. Then I realized, why am I wasting my time here? I mean, sure, I'm having fun at the moment, but when I wake up, I'm going to feel wasted, and in truth, I pretty much wasted an entire day. You could say that I might have used my time more wisely, but for what? What is our purpose here on earth? We take our lives and all their superfluous events for granted. You could say that we live to die. We all die some day; the only way we can avoid this is by reproducing, therefore passing on a part of ourselves. Ours is a hollow existence...