08/23/2016
"It’s been a few days since this whole mess. And what I keep wondering about is meaning and purpose. Do I really think it’s my purpose to write?
These concepts have real weight and tangible heft. I find they make me uncomfortable because I don’t believe that it’s anyone’s purpose to do anything at all.
Most of my adult life, I’ve judged human activity by its fundamental usefulness. I found my job lacking because so much of the things I was tasked to do were seemingly without any real benefit to anyone. They failed to provide me joy or satisfaction or did anything to improve my personal well being."
Disclaimer. Yet again, there’s no talk of finances in this one. Instead I’m discussing some of my post-working life in a very casual, journal-y way. Additional warning: It’s i…