I am not a mystic, Harper, and don’t understand the mysteries of life. As far as I can see, we are driftwood, pushed and pulled in one direction or the other until we are cast upon the shore to wither in the sun or until we sink to the depths.
But, thanks for believing I have answers or at least considerations of answers! I simply work to make rich people richer and so I can pay my bills, especially since writing on Medium has gone from hundreds to tens.
No mystery here. Working to get by until I die. If it’s fate or something else, it doesn’t seem to matter.