(Not really) The meaning of life

A few months ago, I decided that I would discover the meaning of life.

Flicking through my notebook of thoughts and experiences during this time, I discovered something very surprising.

I haven’t done anything productive at all.

But I did make a list of what I want as my last meal (that’s kind of productive, right?).

  1. Creamy mashed potatoes
  2. A jar of peanut butter
  3. Eggs in every way you can make them
  4. A bag of mini Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups
  5. A chocolate milkshake, no cream

I have a really sophisticated palate, I know.

I am no closer to understanding the meaning of life. But I am hungry…


mashed potatoes peanutbutter egg Reesespeanutbuttercups


Let me know what you’d want for your last meal in the comments.



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