Since I was a kid, I’ve been asking, “What’s the meaning of life?” Only later did I realize there’s no one-size-fits-all answer. Imagine being handed a life script at birth—just running through prewritten lines, your “effort” reduced to ticking off someone else’s checklist. Terrifying, right?

In reality, genes and social norms—buy a house, buy a car, get married, have kids—are the real “gods” coding us into tools. Once you see that, the existential void starts to feel… reasonable. Maybe life’s meaning is something we keep forging through questions, exploration, and action.

Right now, I just want to adventure everywhere, try everything, and push my limits. Treat life like a leveling‑up game—smashing monsters, unlocking new skills! In three or five years, I might scrap this definition, but that’s exactly the thrill: writing my own script, starring the unknown and the unexpected.

Life’s too short not to root for your own purpose! What’s yours? 🚀