What is the purpose in life?
I have come to think of this question more and more often.
What is the purpose of my existence on this earth?
Something is lacking in my life. I know it.
I need to find it.
Life is fragile. Without notice, it can be taken away from you.
Life is hard. What’s new? Life is about hard, hard work.
I always feel that I can do more, I can more productive in what I am doing.
I am too familiar with “feeling lost”, no direction in life, unsure of myself and in the things I do.