All right. What's up guys. My first blog, I should feel accomplished, shouldn't I. Then why don't I? I guess that's going to be the topic of this first blog.
It's not just this blog, but most things I do, I don't get any grand sort of satisfaction. I got satisfaction from passing my candidate trials and becong a pilot, and other things on that scale.
Have any of you ever wondered what its all for, this struggle through life. Why do we do it? Is thier really a god? I don't think thier is, or wouldn't he have shown himself already?
What exactly is our purpose here? I mean, we live pretty boring lives, jsut going to work, and coming back home. Were born, grow up, work, and die. For what, a succesful life that means nothing in the end.
I think I need to find some meaning in my life. Maybe it's because I come home to an apartment and just plug into the net. I barely go out into the real world, barely do anything. Myabe I should do that more often. Get out there and meet people, make friends. Let's see what happens.
Signing off
~Jorn
