Looking for Alaska
For the past week during which I have been reading and currently rereading "Looking for Alaska" by John Green, I couldn't put my mind off the question - What's the point? What's the point in living? What's the point in my writing this? What's the point of studying? What"s the point of inhaling and exhaling? If I stopped doing whatever I was meant to do, if I were to give up on my foibles and daily routines, would someone even notice? Would it make any difference in the world? I know that it's important that you go on dealing with whatever you have to confront every single day and persevere with all your little nasty habits because if you don't do it, no one else will, and perhaps someday it will stand in good stealth.
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