Why do we have the feeling our life needs to be meaningful and profound and world changing? Where is the planted seed that we need to make a difference, be significant, leave behind a memory, affect other peoples' lives, do something or make something of ourselves before we die? How come more people dont accept and succumb to the fact that we're all just ants on a giant hill, many of whom will lead meaningless lives carrying food to and from one hill or the next, continually following the ant in front of them, with an ant right behind them too- few even know where they're going or how to get there, and just rely on the ant butt in front of them...I don't feel like that and refuse to be like that, but you can see ants all around you...