The Least Common Denominator

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Purpose: something that I never had in my previous life that resulted in my eventual demise by my own hand. While most were easily content with just staying alive and calling it a day, I was stupid enough to go higher and tried to find something that I was decent enough to do for the rest of my life without killing myself. Of course, we all know how that turned out, but I guess I just didn't try hard enough, in my opinion. Perhaps I was meant to be a doctor despite my hatred of responsibility? Or maybe I was actually supposed to be that one perpetually tired doctor that's somehow good with her job despite not really wanting to do anything with it? Either way, it was too late to speculate such things now that it had already come and passed.

Besides, I had a better purpose of living leading me in the front right now.

"We're almost, Sis. Just stick close."