Existence

How often do you sit down and think about what your purpose in life is? Why are you here? What is the reason for your existence? A lot of us get caught up in a routine - one that we follow everyday and we hardly ever have a chance to think about it. Or when we do, it won't be for long.

A friend, I.V, once told me that this feeling I always get has a name for it. I think it's French, but I don't have the correct spelling for it. I wish I did. It's pronouced "ahn-wee" I think. If you know what word or how to spell it, please let me know. I just did a search and found "ennui" which is a worry boredom. Not sure if that's the word.

I think my purpose is to tell stories. Either through writing, acting, or directing, I'm here to tell stories. Stories that I've come across in my life. Things I see that other people do not see or have yet to see or cannot express. I hope I'll be able to do that. To show people other worlds.

I also know I'm here to help people. I've always liked to talk things out with people and letting them vent out their frustration and anger or sadness. Maybe my purpose is to be a psychologist. But nah, I rather be a storyteller.

I hope you find what you are searching for.