I feel it, this verg of knowing my purpose.

I don't believe that everyone in the world was born to purpose, but each person has a chance for it.
I walk a paved path at the moment, but it is winding on to a dirt road unknown. I was born for something, I know something, but it is unknown to me. How confusing to live like this...I'm here, I'm here for something....so close to realizing it. I want it...to make a diffrence, to make a mark. I know it's big, I know it will be universal.

I will not fade into that good night, I will not let myself.
The histosy channel playing the background, reminding me of time.
I want to write a novel that changes the world, but so many story swim in mind, I have to pull them apart...