I wouldn't exactly say I'm looking for something. I feel more that I'm meant for something ⁢ hasn't presented itself to me. My friends would all say I was meant to be a professional club dj, but I don't think that is the right industry for a former addict. I've (no joke) have had at least 12 near death experiences, the last of which was a bout with cancer that I predicted I'd get when I was 16. If I still had the picture of my last car accident , nobody would of thought I'd still be alive. When I woke up in the car, blood pouring down my face, & the car filling up with gas & smoke, I'd had made my peace with God accepting my fate, but yet again I walked away from it. I know I'm rambling at this point, but I just hope/pray that whatever reason I've been spared so many times is for some greater purpose. And I'll be damned if it passed me by without me realizing it. Anyone else in this same (very lonely) boat?