I wrote this essay 3 years ago, as a peice for my creative writing class. Thought it was worth bringing up again. Please comment. (Photo from David [brother])***Over Thinking ThinkingI have figured out the meaning of life. I have, for the last eighty years, been thinking about the whys of the universe. The whys like, “Why am I here?” or where ever I was at the time. Or I would ponder the meaning
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