Purpose
It was the day she realized she would be constantly on this journey to find herself. A journey she had undertaken so long ago she hardly remembered, always wanting to reach the destination. She dreamed of that moment of clarity where she would comprehend who she truly was. But today, a different realization had dawned on her and it felt right. This was a journey, and as the cliché goes, a journey to be enjoyed in itself, regardless of the when and what of the destination. She was an evolving being, evolving with every tough circumstance, evolving with every bad memory, evolving with every regret. Her form was shifting constantly and all she needed to pay heed to was that it was shifting for the good, to be better than her previous self. And just like that, life had served to her in a pretty little platter, her purpose.