I have forgotten what I am for. I’m pretty sure I used to know. I even remember having had a sense of urgency about it. I would circumvent people or things I perceived to be in the way of what I was about. Now, I am not so sure. I search through my old writings for a clue. I find where I have written, “The purpose of man is to belive.” What did I mean? Did I misspell believe? Did run two words together? Was I being deliberately vague, trying to scoop up both meanings in a net too small?