“What is it all about?”

“Hmm?”

“Well... Life. I used to think I understood it...”

“Haha... you’re growing up a bit, I see, son.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nopony’s ever been able to understand the meaning, or purpose of life. Not definitively for everypony, anyway. And you can’t do that anyway - you’d never get the whole world to agree with you.”

“Then?”

“Life’s what you make it, son. Sometimes it’ll treat you pretty roughly. Sometimes, it’ll send you soaring high with happiness. But you only get the one, and it doesn’t last forever - which is just as well for us all.”

“Then... so what’s the point?”

“In my opinion? To make everyone around you as happy as possible while you’re there. If everypony does that, nopony need ever feel alone.”

A look of realisation dawns on the young one’s face, followed closely by a broad smile.

“Just be careful, son. Don’t make the same mistakes I did.”

“I won’t.”