I wonder what that word means to me, almost every day.
Why are we here, getting up, routines, what is our purpose?
What is it we set out to achieve?
Is it about self satisfaction?
Is it about our contribution to others?
Often, I have no bloody idea.
Getting up each and everyday, setting out to achieve what I have to and hoping like hell I might even find a minute or two to achieve a little something more.
I feel like I'm standing at a folk in the road, unsure of what direction to take, hovering.
Filled with self doubt I want someone to come through, sweep me up and make the decisions for me.
But then I'm reminded, I'm all grown up now.
Do you go out and grab it, live your life on purpose? Or do you trust that the path you are following is your destiny and is that enough?