I am constant to my purpose.

I am, too, Hamlet. I am too.

I think of my purpose as a thin red string that I follow through all manner of places and weathers and environments and conditions but I never lose sight of it.

I used to think it was leading me somewhere – either as punishment or reward – but now, I recognize that it is the following that is the point.

It’s not being led – it’s staying true to ones own purpose, one’s compass, one’s truth.

I’ve sacrificed many things to stay true to that.

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