The Hamlet Project

I feel like I could use a ghostly visitation like this occasionally. Sometimes in the day to day operations of life, I lose track of what the really important things to me are. I lose the big picture purpose in taking care of the details.
If I had my own personal ghost who would pop in and whet my almost blunted purpose, I feel sure I’d get a lot closer to my goals. I might need some help, though, knowing which purpose the ghost might mean. Which, of the many purposes that make up my basket of purposes, is the one that is blunted?
Hamlet’s lucky in that the purpose that this ghost means is pretty clear cut. It’s revenge. Which, you know, as purposes go – I’m very glad that this one isn’t in my basket.