When Tomorrow Comes, Today Is Now Yesterday

Why should we live through the day? After all, at the end of the day, I'm still reaching, desperately praying for something to grasp. At the end of time, what did we accomplish? Without God, where (and just as importantly, what) am I? Probably the only reason I've made it through is because of my love for someone. And at the end of the day, that's all I've got... is my curse of Reasoning and my Love for someone. Doesn't that suck? I'm not asking for sympathy, I'm SCREAMING for answers. I NEED a purpose. After all, Anberlin (from Never Take Friendship Personal) says, "The greatest tragedy is not your death, but a life without reason (a life without purpose)".

Well, got that all out. Enjoy.