And it begins again…

The answer to life, the universe and everything is… 42! Okay, so not really. Personally, I don’t think the “answer” to life can be summed up in a simple numerical value as Douglas Adams so eloquently calculated. But it’s something we have all thought about before – what’s the purpose to life? What are we living for, exactly? What are the reasons for anything that we do? If we had the answers to the questions, what would be the purpose of having a life at all? Maybe that’s the point. We go through life living and experiencing things to learn lessons, to figure things out, and to find happiness, but it’s all part of the experience. Not knowing the answers is what pushes us to try and find them. It’s all part of life.

I’ve decided to start writing again, partially because I really missed writing about whatever was in my head and partially because writing helps me understand those thoughts in my head. Something about putting them down on (virtual) paper makes things more clear – it’s like my own personal therapy! The thing is, I know I’m not the only. I’m not the only one who loves writing, and I’m definitely not the only one with questions about love and life. Maybe my words will help some of you understand something more clearly, and maybe it won’t. But at least you’ll know that you’re not alone in wondering what it’s all about.