“This is meant to be.”
That’s what people keep telling me. That’s what I keep telling myself.
But, it’s so hard to believe that every day and every moment, especially when I am not quite sure where even the path is to find whatever is meant to be.
For less that 24 hours, I thought it was Naimiba. But it wasn’t.
Then I thought it may be this job I recently applied for and had my heart set on. But it wasn’t.
I want to believe that maybe it’s another Peace Corps site but I am afraid of having my heart broken again. I just want to find my purpose in this world. Something that I can be good and do good with. I have no idea what or where that is or if I can even do it, but I just to want to believe it exists.
I suppose that I didn’t go to Namibia or get that job because I still need to search. I just I wish I knew where to start.