I saw this postcard on this week’s PostSecret and it made me think.  I always thought that the “meaning of life,” while at its core a very noble thing, was tied into each of our individual purpose.  I needed to have a purpose in order to be on the right track, to be relevant in my own life, to be successful, to feel successful.  I know that we (well, I) go through periods of feeling “lost” or like we have finished one life purpose and don’t know where to go next, but I never actually thought of the “meaning of life” in this way.  Thoughts?  Leave it in the comments, not in Tweets so everyone can see what you’re saying, please. 🙂