At the end of the day, all anyone is trying to do is seek a little meaning.
Discover their higher purpose (or their Higher Power…?).
Find true love.
And failing the attainment of any of those insights, all they are trying to do is create them.
If you don’t have it, and can’t acquire it organically…synthesize it.
That’s why we drank and drugged, right?
The plight of the soul-searching alcoholic is both tragic and ironic, because we delude ourselves, maybe for our entire lives…but never in reality know the happiness or comfort we believe our use yields.
All anyone wants is some meaning.
Just remember that as you go about your day, and interact with others who are going about their own.
Forever hunting for funk.