Well, it has nearly been a month.
No, not since posted anything on the website, but since I had a life altering experience, one that occurred because I nearly lost the very thing itself.
August 30th, I was lying in a hospital bed with a severe case of Pancreatitis, my brain was mush due to the variety of medication in me but I do remember one thing clearly: I nearly died. The doctors would confirm this feeling when I awoke from my stupor.
I nearly lost the one thing in my life I had always taken for granted and that is life itself in many respects.
The effect it had on me was not immediate, it was not a revelation of the moment, it took time to sink in as many things seem to do with me.
I began to question myself, the way I live, the way I think and I came to the most fundamental question of them all: What is life to me? What is my purpose?
It has been something I have been seeking since I felt this change in me, something explored philosophically, even religiously and through general study. It is not something I suspect will have an answer too anytime soon or at all for that matter.
While this is utterly a selfish post, relaying my own experience, I feel a good feeling typing it, not because I'm preaching, but because I'm sharing. That is one thing I never did before and something I am glad I do now.