On saturday, i drove to Madison, to attend a concert. It was a nice drive. On the way, i didn't have much to do except stare at the cars that were passing us, or the cars we were passing. One jumped out at me because of it's license plate, which was LOVEU**. The asterisks are really letters, but in order to keep this car free of prank police reports, i've disguised them. They're two letters, and for the sake of demonstration, let's say that they're AB. LOVEUAB. Now, the reason this jumped out at me was because it was different than 000-AAA. Personalized license plates are fun, especially when you can make out what they say. LOVEUAB is a really personal license plate, though i didnt think of it at the time.

It really got me wonder who AB was. And if AB was driving the car at the time. And who loved AB enough to get him or her a car. I envision it as a Sweet 16 present, from parents, and the LOVEUAB was to make sure she remembered who got her the car. Or maybe it was a husband/wife getting their significant other a birthday or anniversary present. Or maybe it was a used car that someone bought and decided not to bother replacing the plates. Maybe they're stuck wondering who AB is until they pay the 70 dollars to get new plates, the way I'm stuck wondering for the rest of my life, unless i miraculously run into AB, and then I can ask the story behind the plate.

Entertaining thoughts of posting a thing on craigslist's Missed Connections. But that's sad.

So, AB, you've got me thinking. Since I don't know you, and I never will, i suppose i'll never know who gave you that car, or why. And i'll never know you personally, whether you're a guy or a gal, whether you're tall or short. I'll never know who you are, and i'll be left forever wondering these things. However, AB, i have to thank you. Because you've gotten me to (finally) realize that i do need to ask these things if i want answers to them, no matter how far i have to go to get them.

I suppose in searching for the answers, i'll discover umpteen other questions. But i guess that's what life is; An endless search for answers, or endless until you die. And if you're reading this, i don't know how many answers you want, but i want as many as I can get. So i'll keep looking, no matter how many other questions arise.

So, if you're reading this, and if you just read what came before that comma; i suppose you are, I'll ask you something.

People say that we'll never find the answer to life. But the problem with those people is that they're thinking much too broadly. There is an answer to life, but it isn't one answer for everyone. It's billions upon billions of answers, and each one is an answer for each person on this planet, individually.

So my question is as follows; what is your answer to life?

I'm not quite sure of mine yet. I guess i have a lot of looking to do.