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This question has been bugging me, tapping on my brain whenever there's free time on hand. It makes my mind run far away from where it is trying to get to where it wants to be. But for those who are lost, when was it that we stopped chasing after our dreams? When was it that we decided that it was unobtainable? It's so far now that I can't even remember what my dream or passion was. What is my purpose now? I had a conversation the other day with one of my colleagues, and he mentioned that he found his purpose in life was to help people. I also want to help people, but to narrow it down, I want to help people find the beauty within herself or himself. But is that my passion and dream? My purpose? I think about what parents dream their kids to be. I'm sure every parent dreams that their kid will have a passion and will pursue it with his or her whole heart. It makes me wonder if my parents can see that I'm lost, and haven't found my passion or didn't follo...

Knowing it’s almost summer Knowing you’re almost free Free from the tangles of coats The cold winter sting. Now walking outside feels like a dream The blossoms of trees The smell of the breeze The touch of the grass on your fingertips The temperature of the concrete on your feet. And though it rains Afterwards the world feels so clean The shining sun The clear air after the fog The light reflections in the sky Even the people seem more bright Waking up to Spring is just the most wonderful, inspiring thing. -CSV.