So, I'm trying to get into the habit of writing something every morning when I first get up. It helped put yesterday into perspective, and fuck it, I love to write:
One of the things I seem to struggle with most these days, is finding meaning and purpose in the mediocrity that most people seem to be comfortable. It's just assumed these days, that the only way to actually live a fulfilling life, is to work every day, have a family, then die before your children. I get that. I REALLY do. When I was with my children, I did absolutely everything that I did FOR them. It's just what you do. But when you don't have your children in your life, or don't have children at all, I believe that there are others ways of finding fulfillment. Be it spiritually, personally, mentally, or in the abstract. One way of living doesn't seem like enough when you consider how many millions of people live on this earth. If you're a single male, with no dependents, and you work, say, at a corporation that is systematically destroying the environment any way they can, for example, I would find that to be poisonous for my soul. But that is only one man's opinion. To me, as a single adult male, with no dependents, and no love interest, I would be infinitely more fulfilled say, volunteering my time somewhere that I could make a difference. Or writing a novel that draws a light on a sad part of society, in hopes of making it more widely known. Or perhaps just following various storms around the country, helping to repair destroyed homes, etc. If you're going to DO something with your life, LET IT HAVE MEANING! Let yourself live with purpose. Let your life mean SOMETHING to those around you. And don't bring down your fellow man to boost your own self. Rather help build him up, for in doing so, you build your sense of self up as well.
~Grr 7/110/15