Sometimes it feels like I’m living and seeing through a bubble darkened with grime. Lost sight of what I’m doing. Has that ever happened to you? Drifting through life without much of a purpose. Maybe it’s a phase. Maybe the purpose needs to find me. God knows I’ve been looking for it; an injection of excitement whenever I think I’ve found it, but the purpose always gets yanked out from under my feet, and all I can do is watch it go as I fall in slow motion back into the strange feeling of indi...