Why? No reason...

Life doesn't make sense. For the past few weeks our class has been reading Notes From the Underground, a book that addresses the ideas of rational vs. irrational thought and human actions. I take a pretty strong stance on the argument bewtween living one's life either of these ways. The world wasn't made perfectly. Every pebble, creek, tree, mountain or desert isn't on the planet for a reason.Nature itself does not always have to make sense by choosing the rational decision and neither do humans. Not making the logical choice every time is what living is, because if everyone made the logical choice every time, we would all have pretty similar, boring lives. Making one's own choice regardless of the rationalism behind it distinguishes oneself in their own independent journey. While it might not make sense to throw one's body out of an airplane cabin thousands of feet in the air, many people make the irrational choice to place their trust in a large cloth sheet in some rope and embrace the craziness of it all. This is how living is done. Making choices for no logical reason other than the reminder of being alive and part of this unpredictable, irrational world.