I am always fascinated by people who think there is a soul or a spirit, so I occasionally read things like that.

I most certainly have not lost my way. There is no reason for living. It is the act of being alive that brings appreciation. The sheer joy of waking up in he morning, of being able to see the beauty of the sea, the sky, the buildings, and life.

It is not a reason for living.

It is simply the experience of living.