Sometimes as I lay in bed half asleep stuck in what I call the limbo of the mind; where the body wants to rest but the mind refuses to stop I contemplate my purpose in this world, I wonder what I am meant to do. I could look around me at any given time and find someone who claims to know the answer. There are so many ideas of what we should be, that it is hard to remember what is truly important about our existence.

Years ago I developed the mantra that, in the end your life is defined by thos...
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