  I finished Man's Search for Meaning today. That's a relief. Apparently, the meaning of life is: "taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual.
" That's it. Just read my post and skip the book. I went to guitar lessons today. I started to learn "Panama" by Van Halen. If you haven't heard it (which is unlikely if you are a rock fan), you need to. The only problem is that my instructor, Travis, will be gone next week so I can't learn the rest of it for two weeks.
Plus, the tabs on the Internet for this song don't follow his method. Let's see...what would Frankl have me do? I have to take the responsibility to find the right answer...I've got it. I sit on my ass and weep for two weeks. Thank you Viktor, you are the coolest German, Jewish logotherapist I know. That's all for now. I'll be back tomorrow. 
