Stop searching for the meaning of life. This is it: there isn’t any. We come to the world alone, we leave alone, and in between, we live, laugh, dream, cry, suffer, enjoy some joyful moments and search for the answers to living a happy life. And that’s it. This is it—the raw truth. But, there’s hope. We have to find our driving force. Our meaning while we are in the waiting room. The key is to accept this truth and try to find little moments of joy that, strung together, will make life bearable, happy even.