Clarity On Fire

I can’t tell you the number of times I sat hunched over a desk at some of my old jobs thinking… “What’s the point of this? What’s the point of this dumb report I’m writing? What’s the point of showing up to all of these countless meetings? What’s the point of staying here until 5:30pm every day?” And once I headed down that path of questioning … watch out! It quickly spiraled in a dramatic and existential way: “What’s the deeper meaning of any of this? What’s the point of working at all? This can’t be all, right? What are we all doing here anyway? What’s the purpose of life?” {Told you. That escalated fast. I think I missed my calling as a philosopher.} I never could come up with a sufficient answer (I mean, come on, that’s only the greatest life mystery of all time), but that never stopped my continued questioning. I wanted to feel like my time, energy, and effort meant something … like I wasn’t wasting all of this time for no good reason. I needed to see the bigger picture. If you’ve been questioning the po