For the past two years, I searched for my life calling. I was determined to figure it out. I wanted to identify my true calling in life, so I could surround myself with it and live it.

That didn’t mean I constructively thought, journaled, or meditated on the reason I’m here. Instead, “what am I supposed to be doing with my life?” was stuck as an ever-present question in my mind. It flickered between a background hum and a blaring distraction.

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