Meaningless
by Jayden Iversen

EXT. HILLTOP – DAY

Jordan is sitting peacefully against the large tree atop the hill. Jordan seems completely relaxed and at peace with the world. The only observable movement is breathing. A man slowly walks up the hill carrying a rope.

MAN

Oh, hey there. I didn't expect to find anyone here today.

Jordan's eyes slowly open.

JORDAN

Hello there. Yes, I quite like to meditate here. I love this tree, and the grass, and everything all around.

MAN

Why's that? What has the tree, or the grass, done for you?

JORDAN

The tree, and the grass, and the air, and everything else here has offered me a place to relax. A place to escape for a while.

MAN

I see.

There is a short pause of silence.

JORDAN

Tell me sir, why did you come today? Did you also come to escape for a while?

The man's grip on the rope visibly tightens as he glances up at the branches of the tree.

MAN

Yes. I suppose I did.

JORDAN

You're welcome to sit with me if you'd like, I really don't mind. And I don't bite either.

The man hesitates before sitting beside Jordan.

JORDAN

It's a beautiful day out today.

MAN

I suppose.

JORDAN

You suppose a lot, don't you?

The man grunts quietly, but does not verbally respond. There is another pause of silence as the two sit there. Jordan still seems fully at peace, the man appears to be mildly uncomfortable, but not agitated.

MAN

Do you… enjoy – being alive?

JORDAN

Hm. Yes. Yes, I do.

MAN

Why do you enjoy being alive?

JORDAN

I'm not sure. I guess I enjoy being alive because life is enjoyable, y'know?

MAN

No, not really. What purpose do you find in that? Life is meaningless, I think.

JORDAN

You could say that. You could say that life is meaningless, but that defeats the purpose of it, doesn't it? Sure, life is meaningless. But I think that life creates its' own purpose. Life exists just to be alive.

MAN

That doesn't make sense.

JORDAN

Perhaps. Perhaps not. Perhaps it doesn't have to make sense. The meaning of life is life itself, so yeah, you could say it's meaningless. But if you take a minute to enjoy all these meaningless things, life the wind, and the grass, and the trees, and your friends, and even just the smile of a kind stranger, could you really say that there isn't a purpose to being alive?

The man works his lips in heavy thought, and doesn't respond to Jordan. Jordan gives the man a moment to process what was said before continuing.

JORDAN

If you can't find a purpose in even something like that, then make a purpose. I'm sure there are people who care about you, why don't you make your purpose for existence for them?

MAN

I'd disagree with that. I don't think there's anyone left on this planet who cares about me.

JORDAN

Then I'm sure there are people that you care about. Why not dedicate yourself to making them happy? And, if you honestly believe that you don't have any friends, I'll be your friend.

Jordan offers a hand to the man.

JORDAN

Hi, I'm Jordan. Pleasure to meet you.

The man hesitates, but slowly shakes Jordan's hand, swallowing thickly.

MAN

Hello Jordan. It's, uh, a pleasure to meet you.

Jordan smiles brightly at the man, and he shakily returns the smile. The man coughs deliberately and quickly stands, his expression returning to neutral. He leaves his rope on the ground.

MAN

I really oughta get going. Thank you.

JORDAN

Why, my pleasure. Too beautiful a day to spend it alone, right?

The man nods cordially and paces away, leaving his rope behind. Jordan watches him go before picking up the rope and feeling it over.

JORDAN

What a nice fellow. I hope he found his purpose, in that meaningless life of his.

FIN.