I thought I found my purpose,
even though the future still feels like fog.
I’ve learned—
purpose doesn’t arrive as a grand revelation,
or something waiting in plain sight.
It came as a spark.
Something I knew I wanted so deeply,
even if the path remained blurry.
Every time I find my balance,
the ground shifts beneath me.
I keep waiting—
for it all to make sense,
for the stars to finally align
...