Purpose and puzzles

There are lots of reasons as to why I work so hard, why I do the things I do,and why I want to do them.

But I also feel like a have a bigger underlying ‘why’ for everything I do, and I struggle to put it into words. It’s a feeling, a primal pull, a gut instinct, but I do wish I could put it into better words.

Sometimes it feels like I’m walking around in the darkness with a mysterious object in my hands, something I found along the way, but I can’t quite remember where, or maybe I always had it.

It feels like I’m walking around in the darkness, trying to feel this object and figure out what it is, while also just trying to survive in a world where I can’t see anything.

Each step gets me closer, but it drives me crazy! Can anyone relate?

Stay curious,