All of us engaged in some kind of a quest. Searching for that one thing, we hope to find along our road to perdition. Purpose. The driving force that’ll justify our true purpose of existence. Our true being. while some find it in helping others and being selfless, others spend their whole lives looking for it.
But why do we feel this inherent need to put everything in order ?
Why do we want everything to make sense ?
May be vlbecause we are so lost and wounded in our hearts, that we desperately want to find an anchor, to justify our being !
Delineating... 