Always a spritual seeker, Gregg Pardon of Nashville, Tennessee, enrolled in a Buddhism course at local meditation center, where he was fortunate enough to discover the true meaning of life, only to misplace the notebook where he'd jotted down exactly what that was.
"For the life of me, I can't remember where I put it," said Gregg regarding his notation from that revelatory session. "I know it's around here somewhere. In the meantime, though, I'm kind of flying blind."
Gregg said that he's wracked his brain trying to remember what the meaning of life is, based on what he learned in class, but, frustratingly, the memory eludes him. "This is exactly why I wrote it down," he said. "My oral retention's not that great."
And while some of his evangelical Christian friends have tried to be helpful in triggering his memory about the meaning of life, Gregg senses an ulterior agenda in some of their advice. "There's been a lot of talk about this being a sign from Jesus, and that maybe I'll miraculously find my notebook once I repent," said Gregg. "I'm not buying it. I can't recall what the meaning of life was, but I'm pretty sure that wasn't it."
Despite this latest bump in his spiritual progress, Gregg remains optimistic about his prospects of finding the meaning of life. "I'll stumble across it at some point," he said. "You how these things go. It's always in the last place you look."
