the best response to the question “why live?” that i can think of is, “why not?” it’s all the same isn’t it in someways. whether i’m dead or alive life goes on for the rest of the world. i may make a difference for those who know me, i.e., friends and family. but i guess i wonder what purpose my life has. i don’t have an answer to that big question. all i know is that i’m breathing today and as long as i’m breathing, i have to do something. i can’t sleep all day although i’m pretty good at that. i mean i really can’t sleep all day everyday. while i’m here i might have to come up with something meaningful to occupy my waking moments.