#pobronson

jour 103  ||  ale in an alley

There’s a persistent tension between wanting our life’s purpose to be revealed to us by some higher power and wanting to scrap and fight for it against all odds -- to earn it without help.

I am close to finishing Po Bronson’s What Should I Do with My Life? and it feels like I’m saying goodbye to a friend. I have taken my time with his book, re-visiting certain sections and exploring others’ options. I have felt lost in the last couple of years with regard to my purpose in life. Why am I here? What am I doing to have made a difference/contribution? Despite my incessant insistence, attempting to sort myself out in-between existential crisis’ failed to garner any positive, constructive results. While 2020 may have brought a shitstorm of obstacles for us all, it has ironically(?) brought me my purpose. Well, the fall of democracy and justice and basic integrity in this country has shown a bright ass light to the real issues at hand and I can no longer trust the current system to ameliorate them. So I need to become a part of the new, more effective, just and equal system.