We’ve all heard the grand question:
“What is the meaning of life?”
But have you ever really stopped to think about it? Whenever I hear people discuss it I sort of instantly block it out. These conversations tend to get to a weird level which I can’t click into.
I’m really not a fan of philosophy because to me it’s just kind of ‘hippy mumbo-jumbo’, and an easy A on my transcript (I know, I totally sound like an old man).
Turns out my previous thoughts on the subject are actually called “Absurdism” which Wikipedia has so generously told me is the conflict people feel between the search for meaning in what is a meaningless . Ugh. Hippy talk.
Anyway, a few weeks ago the question hit me like a depressing ton of bricks. All I do is go to school for 18 years, then work the rest of my life. I work 5 days a week, around 48 weeks a year, for, let’s say, the next 35 years of my life. Sometimes, the highlight of my morning is squeezing a quick nap in on the bus.
Sounds pretty grim doesn’t it?
There has to be something more, right? Please let there be something more!
There is. There is PLENTY more. The question just seems to pop into our head when your either feeling a bit down or are feeling some type of void. Answering this question doesn’t have to be some huge philosophical mystery (though I do recommend reading the Wikipedia page, it’s actually fascinating!).
Life is just what you make of it. When you’re feeling that emptiness, try to fill it up! Call an old friend, go to a museum, pick up a hobby, take a class on something that’s always interested you or go for a walk, fall is an amazing time to go for a hike.
Personally, I fill my time up with friends and I like going out to enjoy the fall colours. My life pondering stemmed more from work. All young professionals will probably hit this point. I’ve become frustrated due to a lack of “depth” in my work. In second year I had some huge optimistic dreams for when I graduated which quickly got scrapped thanks to the economy.
I am beyond infinitely lucky to have found a job in my field of study. A lot of my work is actually office management rather than actual marketing work. A lot of the time, my marketing work has to take a back seat to some pressing office issues. I’m kind of at the bottom of the ladder. I was reflecting on this one day and mid-thought I had to smack myself out of it.
I’m not frustrated with work at all. I actually really enjoy what I do, believe it or not. I’ve become an important point person in the office. I may not be a creative director, but I am starting to lay the foundation to get there as we all have to. I get to know all of the employees, and they get to know who I am and my work habits.
I’m merely feeling this frustration with everything because I am being impatient and taking what I have for granted. That’s the problem with being a part of the “internet age” where I can get anything I want in just a few clicks.
So, why does there even have to be a meaning to life?
Reflecting on the Absurdist school of thought, it just creates struggle and personal conflict by trying to find meaning where there is none.
In the end it just distracts you from what is important in life. I won’t tell you what it is because that would a) be corny, and b) it’s different for everyone. I can tell you one thing though, it’s not about any iPads or iPod Touch, I’ve managed 23 years without those and so far I’m doing just fine!
What are some of the things you are grateful for? How do you fill your time and get yourself out of your funks?
Next week I’ll be attempting to work on a blog about Plagiarism Inception. What do they have to do with each other? Stay tuned next Monday to find out!! OH! and 10 points to whoever can figure out what movie the title of this blog came from!