Date of Elimination

Introduction

There comes a time when we must decide what life means to us.

I'm not talking about the question to life, the universe, and everything... Just simply what all of our individual lives are supposed to look like.

Who are we? What do we want? What potential do we have? What is our purpose?

Well, I can gladly tell you what I think.

To me, life is perspective. It's not about dealing, it's about coexisting; it's not about thriving as a species, it's about growing as people; it's not about expecting things and being wishful-thinkers, it's about letting life surprise us and letting life be it's wild self.

To some people, life means changing the world extravagantly and making a documented difference, but as for me, my life is simple, and I find it equally as important as anyone else's. Sometimes the most beautiful things are simple anyway-- a smile on a terrible day, a random act of kindness-- and whether it be subtle, it is beautiful nonetheless...

So yeah, that's what I think. You're probably tired of my philosophical rant by now... you can disagree with me all you want--I may have even disagreed with my myself a few months ago-- and you may think life means something totally different, but this is my story about how I decided what it means to me.

Oh, and I'm Beth by the way.