change

Everything changes. There is nothing stable. Every minute, every second... But there is something that doesn't change: change. 

"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man."-Heraclitus

So, hopelessness is absurd, like living. I ask myself "Why do I live?". It is just not me who asks that. I don't know. I want to know why I live. But I know, I can't find it because it will change too. I will think that I found it while I was just thinking about something that will lose its value in my sight. In short, the opposite of living—"not existing anymore"—will lose its value too. The thing you want the most becomes ordinary when you reach it because you change.