Apathy

I've been accused of this syndrome many times. It's difficult to argue against but, more difficult so, to explain why.

The force of Earth propelling myself towards land. The desperation and intimacy in people I have barely grown to know. The warmth and familiarity with family members. Above all, the unmistakable gaze in a close ones' eyes.

It's true; I see very little meaning in day to day life. That isn't to say that I am ignorant. I know the troubles being had, I know the frustrating injustices that pervade many's lives. Though, as heavy as it is, what does it all mean? What does it amount to? This is incredibly ego-centric but why shouldn't it be? This is my life and it is my duty to realize why exactly I am here.