Thursday Morning Druthers?

Astrology.com sent me one of their occassional marketing emails with the subject header: What is your purpose in life? Wow, pretty deep for a Thursday morning as I'm wading miserably through the deep trenches of an RFP and wondering what the hell the cosmos is doing to me in general. I wonder, if this the appropriate time for a crisis of my faith in the universe? What little faith I have to be shaken so violently, so unexpectedly and so randomly seems like an act of war. And when it's a war with onesself, there can't truly be a winner. Should I have recognized the signs earlier? They've been there--and why the fuck does it take an email to make me recognize that? I can look at it one of two ways: I've read the signs too late and I'm ultimately doomed; or, the the universe emailed me to wake me up to a potential crisis of faith... in myself.