Human existence is a funny thing. We are smart. We are stupid. We are capable of breathtaking feats of beauty, heart wrenching moments of cruelty, and pure nihilism as we sit, glued to a rectangular square, watching video after video play, showing everything but teaching nothing. Some believe we are driven by power, some by pleasure. Viktor Frankl, however, explored our need for meaning. His was the suggestion that if we have a why, we can endure any what. Make us taskless, jobless animals and we expire. Provide our lives with a purpose, and we flourish.