It was missing a piece.
And it was not happy.
So it set off in search
of its missing piece.
The Missing Piece, by Shel Silverstein. A Childhood favorite of mine that has become a deep book of a search for the missing part of himself. He enters a journey that although seemingly external is in fact quite internal and philosophical. He is searching for fufillment. He is searching for self. And so am I. I want to learn who I truly am, and what will fufill my life to its extend of growth. I want to find my missing piece.
