What does it mean to "do something with your life?" We are all alive now and someday will be dead, and everything about us will be forgotten. There are countless kings and queens throughout history whom no one remembers anymore. Perhaps they all "did something with their lives" according to the standards you hold yourself to, but what did it matter? Would that have made them happy? Does it make them happy now?

I guess I'm just saying that, as much as we want to do something "impressive" with ourselves, and as much as we are told by society that we should get good jobs or work out until we have perfect bodies or make art that will be remembered for hundreds of years, or whatever the hell it is that we lack and hate ourselves for, none of it really matters that much, and having those things doesn't make us happy. Many people who "do something with their lives" by society's standards are actually very unhappy.

We are all alive, just like birds in the forest or horses on the plain. Like any other living thing, our very existence has innate beauty and worth, if even for a passing glimmer of intelligence and a stitch of song that is held in our inner nature.

Breath in and feel the life in you, and see how beautiful you are just for being alive. Look into the stars at night and marvel at the endless universe you are, in a sense, privileged to see. Someday you will die. We all will. Our sufferings and our triumphs will be forgotten and annihilated. The very best our situations afford us is what is right in front of us. The simple joys of being alive and seeing the beautiful world around.