There are lots of things I crave but am not destined to own. I dream of love. One that would be strong enough to withhold the penetration of disasters. I dream of uniqueness. Something that separates me from being just ordinary. I dream of happiness. I dream of an exciting and adventurous life. It's so hard to tell the mind what the heart wants. Maybe we're just not destined for a life like this. Why is it so difficult to find something you believe in. Something you are willing to fight for. We were all born for a purpose. I'm waiting for my purpose. Don't leave me hanging.