I’ve been thinking about this more and more lately. What can I really do that matters?

Make money? It’s gone eventually. Be remembered? I’ll eventually be forgotten. Be REALLY remembered? I’ll be forgotten in a few thousand years. Become immortal? All entropy in the universe eventually dissipates.

What I can do though, is have a good time with the people I love.

Work hard so that the next generation is better off than you were, cascading down for generations to come.

I’ve heard it said that the meaning of life is to plant trees for shade that you will never personally be able to enjoy.

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