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In college, we used to endure a series of sleepless nights to finish our requirements, to pass a particular subject and to eventually graduate.
In the real world, some of us still do our best to stay awake at the most unholy hours and work 2-3 jobs just to survive. Some do it for fun. Some do it for shopping money. But most people do it to survive.
So instead of working right now I’m actually wondering about the real meaning of life. Has it always been about survival?