Do you ever sit and wonder, Why? I’m here. I exist. I have talents. I process information. I have ideas and opinions. What for? I’m programmed to survive, love, work towards improvement, but I didn’t receive a notification of why any of this is necessary. Yeah, you’ll say so you can work to make money, raise a family, to experience life, to continue this cycle of life we buzz through. There are lucky people who find their “purpose” as children. Some in high school, college, or one day a random thought takes hold of them and becomes a billion dollar idea or million dollar work of art. I’ve been fighting the same mental and emotional battle to answer one question….Why? Why am I the way I am? Why do I have the thought processes I use daily? Why have I been given life at all? Weird that in 31yrs of life I have yet to get the one revelation which could change the course of my existence and its impact on those I come in contact with. I truly believe the moment I’m able to answer this question, I’ll be able to grasp my destiny firmly. Until then, I feel like I’m wide awake in the 4th level of my sub conscience. Destined to grow old, unsatisfied, and possibly quite regretful. *puts hands together* Please Lord, I only ask for a nudge towards my purpose, but if you need to throw me crashing into it face first, I’ll make sure the favor isn’t wasted. Amen.