A podcast host said in a recent episode that I was listening to that “there are over one-hundred fifty-thousand books on Amazon about how to find your way in life.”
Are we truly that lost? I mean, granted, at times I feel as if I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. We all do. But, we’re it.
The bird doesn’t question what it means to be a bird. It doesn’t wonder as to the meaning of its flight. It just flies.
Man alone questions the nature of existence, and our place in the world.
That is our blessing. And our curse.
Michael's Musings 