“Eren, it’s time for bed dear!”

My mother is incompetent. My bed time was exactly 47 minutes ago. “Yes mother!”.

Im not exactly sure how I came out the way I am being raised by someone so.. not intellectually equipped. But I love her anyways.

I walk into my bedroom and-

Im falling, and falling and then SPLAT.

Concrete?

“Felix, are you ready? What are you doing in the floor?”

“I’m Eren..?”

“For Christ sake, your a philosopher not a comedian! Felix.. these people read your books. They listen to you. The pope seems to have not affect on them.. please, mention our savior when you walk out on that stage, will you?”

Stage? Meaning of life? Philosopher? Oh… I must be dreaming.

“I don’t believe in God,” I say as I walk to get this foolish dream over with.

There’s a lot more fear than I’d expect from a dream walking onto a stage in front of a crowd. Does this mean I have stage fright?

“So.. the meaning of life is what you ask… and an answer you shall receive” I say stalling to think of something. I think for just a second before realizing what I believe in.

“Honestly there’s no meaning of life, only yours,”. Silence from the crowd.

“What I mean is, my life has a different purpose then yours. I suppose if Feli- I am a philosopher my purpose is to teach, and therefore my meaning in life is to help others,”.

“Felix, I am poor, I have no job, what is mine?” A voice from the crowd asks. It’s sweet and feminine.

“You have a sweet voice, you should just talk to people.. maybe your purpose is to sound like an angel?”.

The woman smiles. “But Felix, what about humanity as a whole?”.

“Humanity as a whole? We’re just here. Do you not understand? There’s no meaning to life, there’s just life, and your life, together we all help each other, we help each other’s life’s with our ‘purposes’ and ‘meanings’ and all that junk. But besides that, there. Is. No. Meaning. Got it?”

The audience seemed stunned.

I turned around to walk back through, I eyed the man clutching his bible and looking at the ground, never meeting my eyes, and then-

I was falling, and falling, and SPLAT.

Carpet feels so much better.

But if that was a dream… why would I wake in the floor..?