One follows in the stead of what he admires. What do you admire? Wealth? Knowledge? Fame? Power? He who adores that which passes away is bound to its transience. His life shall be just as superficial for he squanders his days chasing phantoms.
Do you appreciate the little things? Do you see the unassuming beauty in all things real? Are those who care dear to you? The man who cares for the sake of caring knows joy beyond the moments of pleasure. His deeds are a sowing of little things full of promise. He tends his crop. His fate is the reaping of a bountiful harvest. What he reaps shall be his own for it shall be of his own making.
What is your religion? What do you admire? Is your life meaningful? Honesty shall answer these questions honestly.