Where It Started
It began with a simple question: βWhatβs the point of all this?β
Late nights. Staring at the ceiling. Feeling empty even though I was doing everything I was supposed to do.
The Search
I tried all the obvious things β working harder, slowing down, reading, reflecting, improving myself.
Nothing magically fixed it.
What I Realized
Meaning isnβt something you find once and keep forever.
Itβs something you create β quietly, daily, through small choices.
This isnβt about discovering your purpose.
Itβs about building it, moment by moment.