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This is probably a repeat of an old post, but I guess I just need to write it again.

I feel like something is missing.  There is this disconnect, void, in my life that needs to be filled.  I don’t know what it’s suppose to be filled by.  God?  Myself? Someone Else? Something else?

I guess I’m hoping to have this amazing epiphany where I go “OH, THAT’S WHAT I’M SUPPOSE TO DO/BE/BECOME/GO TO”

Forty is looming ahead of me, and perhaps it’s a bigger deal then I thought  it would be.