Feeling disconnected to everything. What is life? What is the purpose of being here. I seemed to remember knowing purpose when I was four. Somewhere along the way I've misplaced it. Could it be in my white Easter purse from 1967? (Kathryn)
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10 years ago
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that's a good question. Maybe we can search for the answer? Maybe it is much like an easter egg, just waiting under a rock or in a bush.
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