a purposeful life.

purpose.

when you hear that word you may jump immediately to some cosmic reasoning, some sort of “if-this-then-this” philosophy, hoping that you can logic yourself into some new universal truth. or maybe you stay up at night, outlining everything, praying everything will happen as planned. you are told that, in order to keep going, you need a motivator; some great wind behind your back, pushing you into tomorrow.

but sometimes it feels as if that wind has grown weaker, or even stopped blowing. what then? without some general end goal, how are you to live day to day?

you need not be bogged down by this long-run thinking. purpose does not have to be a laid out plan, it doesn’t have to be a metaphor or an end goal. it can be waking up tomorrow morning and making toast with cinnamon on it. and then going for a jog. and then, at night, curling up and reading that book you always promised yourself you’d read. remember: purpose can change. purpose should change.

when you feel weighted down by all the lives you have not lived, set a small goal for yourself. then another, and another, until every day is a new marathon.

you don’t know where the finish line is until you get there. when you do, you can smile, knowing you’ve won.