... "Why am I here?". Not here as in ClubSNAP, but here as in "existing on Earth right now right here".
Sort of an existentialist question, really, but sometimes, I do wonder and think, "Why am I here?". Really. Is this what evolution has distilled into - an endless routine of daily grind and toil with questionable returns (yeah yeah, we work for money to survive, but is that ALL that life is about?). Is this what 3.5 billion years of constant change on Earth has culminated in - mere beings seemingly teeming about like ants scurrying about doing "pre-programmed" tasks?
If you think about it, the human race has only been around for a blink of eye in terms of the history of Earth. Compared to the 200 million-plus years of existence for the dinosaurs, we are mere pimples on the crusty scales of time. Thus the question "Why am I here?" is very relevant as in another blink of Old Father Time's eye, we humans will probably have blasted ourselves out of existence, leaving the planet to the cockroaches who can survive nuclear winter.
"Why am I here?" - what is my purpose in life? Is it what I am doing now? Does it make a difference? Why?
Thoughts like this frequently flitter across my mind - among all the billions of stars and planets in the universe, why is it that Planet Earth has evolved an incredible diversity of life over a timescale that truly boggles the mind, and yet, here I am on the MRT going to work on yet another hot humid day ... "Why am I here?"