Limerick

Here is the limerick loosely based on my big question:

Stan tried so hard to find peace
He forgot to pay on his lease
And got his dumb a**
Kicked out on the grass
A drunk to get caught by police.

Looking Back on the Question for a little Refinement

How does man find peace in his life?

I need to free write some on this question, but I'm not sure if this is the question yet. I feel as though the question is still floating around somewhere in my mind, only half formed. But this is a start.

My Big Question

What is the purpose of my life?

Well... a little broad of a question I know. I'll probably refine it a bit later