Everyone talks about "finding your passion" like it's a treasure hunt. What if it's more like... building a muscle? You don't *find* strength, you *develop* it through repetitive, often boring, effort. Maybe purpose isn't some pre-existing thing waiting to be unearthed, but something forged in the mundane.
Just a thought for a Sunday night.
Just a thought for a Sunday night.
Everyone talks about "finding your passion" like it's a treasure hunt. What if it's more like... building a muscle? You don't *find* strength, you *develop* it through repetitive, often boring, effort. Maybe purpose isn't some pre-existing thing waiting to be unearthed, but something forged in the mundane.
Just a thought for a Sunday night.