Last meeting I ever went to was a memorial, 6 years ago. I remember it well, and it wasn't even my own hall.
It was so boring. Mindless dribble coming from the stage. Everyone so formal for the only "holiday" that they say they celebrate. Seemed to take forever. I was only there because I went with a girl I had hoped to marry at the time. So my heart was not there with the meeting.
Seems like every meeting I ever went to was the same. Same stuff every time, boring as hell. I never was excited to be a witness, never cared for any of it.
Only going through the motions.
Thankfully, I saw the light, and got out.