Today at 5:10pm, just 6 minutes ago I finally realized my purpose.
It has been a concern of mine to reach my mid forties and not to know it. Now I do.
No surprise to others to learn I am in the wrong profession. My purpose is not even to write.
It is, drum roll with toasted cheese please......................
My purpose is to be a dentist.
When I work, I feel most of my day is like pulling teeth.
A simple request evolves into a Lord of The Things Trilogy.
A yes or no answer is all that is required, yet never discovered, despite drilling, drilling and drilling.
I am in the chair for hours, yet all I get is to spit!
Dentist school application on it's way.
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