Boredom pt. 2

As it always does, time stole the potency of the distractions of life from the wise man, but he did not pity himself. Instead, he pondered a single question. A question he could not answer truthfully.

Day in and day out the man was haunted by the unresolvable question. A question all have asked, but that no one can answer.

What should I do with my existence if there is no purpose to existence?

The deamon chuckled for he knew that the wise man would never be bored again!

-The Involuntary Hermit

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