What do we see as a life purpose.

There is a methodical orgy of life, emotions, feelings, death and what is actually supposed to be. There is this obsession with perfection in life that is truly unattainable by even the most wealthy of human beings. There is an unrealistic goal set by what society tells us should be the goal of ultimate happiness.

How does one achieve ultimate happiness though? Is it through the conventional time frame:

  1. Finish college in 4 years.
  2. Get married.
  3. Get a lucrative career.
  4. Buy a house with 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms with a white picket fence and a wrap around porch.
  5. Have 2.5 children.
  6. Work for 30 years until retirement.
  7. Retire and play golf until you die.

What about everyone else? What about those of us who do not choose to follow the perfect cookie cutter idea of what life should be? What about those of us who have not yet found the key to our happiness no matter how hard we try?

I would love to say there is nothing wrong with us. Society says there is something wrong with is when we are single with children, working and still trying to find our way in our thirties. By now, in your mid thirties, you most certainly should know exactly what you want to be doing for the rest of your life and be well on your way to achieving those things.

What you may see as your life purpose may not in fact be your destiny. No one exactly knows what lies in the future because at the drop of a dime, your life can be flipped completely upside down….

Stop just trying to find your purpose. It can absolutely change at any moment…

(-_-) Stalker much.

I have been told recently that my writings on *my* blog make me look insane. Pathetic. And well, any other condescending word you can regurgitate out of your mouth.

The fact of the matter is, this is my blog and to be frank, I am THRILLED that you took the time to read my blog. There are many pointers that you may want to take from reading my blog because they are a truthful, unfiltered version of what you choose not to believe.

Either way, my blog is my outlet to say whatever I want in whatever fashion makes me happy. And I am flattered that my words have impacted you so much that you took the time to read them and from my words, deducted that I am pathetic and insane.

Insanity of course is truthfully a very ill defined word. Like who exactly defines what or who is actually insane? Who are THEY?

In that light, have any of you wondered who the peanut gallery really might be? I have always wondered yet no one has been able to answer these pressing questions for me. Life questions like these are the ones that actually matter…


So stop being a stalker lady. Go back to your trailer and enjoy your life…don’t be miserable because the words I may say are true and you are slowly finding it out.

And what kind of a human lives in an old trailer but drives a nearly new $50,000 car….and is always broke?