I have often asked myself why we are here...why do we live the way we do or most frequently, isn't there more?
I know it sounds repetitive to some, but it just plagues my mind at night. Alot of the time I wonder if there is something more, a greater and more grander life than this one. But I doubt there is. Often I have hoped that there was more to life than this...it is hard for me to put into words, it is more of a feeling. I try to look to my future and see what I'll be doing...I don't want to be like all the other people in the world. I want to do something much greater. Maybe it's just that...I want to be remembered when I'm gone. Maybe it's that I want people to remember my name for something that I did, anything that meant something to somebody...a fragment of hope to that somebody. I don't want to be remembered for 5 minutes, I want my name to echo for eternity.
Maybe that is why I have asked these questions. People die everyday, yet none (a handful) are still remembered to this day. People are like ants, you squash one and another takes its place. Well guess what, I don't want to be an ant, I want to be that one sunset that you will never forget, the sunset that you tell your children about or your grandchildren.