rmlewis
Who hasn't wondered we, the human race, exist? What exactIy is our purpose? I believe that we are here to experience certain things - love, suffering, kindness, anger, happiness, jealousy, etc. - from a human perspective. Of course, I have no idea know how or if we can use those lessons after this life, but I like to think that everything - every thought, every emotion - serves some higher purpose.
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I'm wearing my step father's much-too-large black hoodie, worn-out jeans, and a pair of classic Chuck Taylors as I'm walking home from school. I'm carrying a heavy backpack and a portable CD-player. It's Autumn, and the fog is so thick that I can't see my house at the end of the street. It's colder than I'm used to and it has just started to rain, but I'm happy because I only have a few blocks left to walk.
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