What i noticed is that when you lose your major goal, it shakes the very foundations of who you are. Your stability is lost, and you are unsettled like a broken gyroscope.
I’ve just experienced just that.
It seems to me that although there is no point to life. People are always going towards a direction. And that is the flow of life. As soon as you stop swimming upstream, you get dragged down by complacency.
My sense of direction is skewed. And i do not have an easy resolution to this conundrum. If there is no point to what i wanted to achieve. What do i focus on now? Where do i find my stability?
Do i find some sort of faux/proxy direction which i follow wholeheartedly until i ‘rediscover’ myself?
Maybe that is the means to an end. That we are all jumping from one goal to the next like frogs. Never content with the grand scheme. That there is no one big goal, but a series of goals we achieve over time.
And if that’s the case. I think i’m going to join a travelling circus.
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