There is no real defined meaning to life. It's just living. Think of life as your favorite kind of donut. If someone offers you the donut, you're not going to refuse it, even if you know it will disappear in a few bites. You eat it, and you don't really start to consider the flavor until you only have a few bites left, and you savor those last few bites and then it's gone. This is what life is like. You don't realize how little time you have until it's almost over and then you enjoy life as much as you can before you