
I often wonder where I'm heading in life. I'm in my third year of college, and I still don't have a clue about what I want to do with my life, nor do I have an idea about what exactly interests me. I've always believed that everyone serves a purpose in some way or the other, but recently I've started having my doubts about this theory. I can't think of a single purpose that I serve, and I can't think of a single talent that I have. Everybody says that at this age one isn't supposed to know where they're heading, but they're suppose to be searching for a reason to live or at least a means to live.
For example, even this spider serves a major purpose in the functioning of the world. It plays an intricate part in the food chain, killing smaller insects, and serving as food for bigger animals. Without it, the balance in the ecosystem would be disturbed, and this can actually lead to drastic effects. This explains why environmentalists are so worried about endangered species.
My life has been really strange, or at least my self perception has been. There have been times when I believe I'm one of the greater beings on earth, and at other times I feel like a nobody. Odd thing is that I've never felt like anything in between, and I also believe that being something in between is worse than being a nobody.
There have been moments in my life when I have known exactly what I want, but have no idea how to get it. At other times, like right now, I don't even vaguely know what I want. I can't say that I get bored, because of which I lose a sense of direction, I'd say I grow up or come to realize I'm chasing an impossible dream. The only constant dream in my life has been that someday I want to write something, anything, for which I will be remembered forever.
I wonder how long it will take for me to find a purpose, or whether I even have a purpose...
