First time in forever that I have a full weekend with a place to myself alone. Hoping to get a lot of work done, doing some self-care, and taking some time to think about life. The past 365 days I've been on such a roller coaster ride feeling like I knew what I wanted in life, having that goal shattered, finding new purpose, having it shattered again... And again. Feels like I've lost the plot in so many ways. Not sure if I'm looking for a sign or an epiphany at this point, but I do know that every time I find that purpose, the drive and determination I get is unmatched. It's time to listen, inward and outward.