What is time?
We never seem to have enough of time. But what is it, excatly?
It's basically neutral in and of itself, isn't it? Isn't it just space to put other stuff in, rather than being stuff in its own right?
Then again, what is stuff?
We never seem to have enough of that either. We keep wasting our time to get more stuff, so that we can use that stuff to free up our time.
I suppose the only question worth asking now is:
Is what you do with your time, and your stuff, important?
Does it make you a better person?
Now we're left wondering, "what is better?"
But that's a subject for another day.