Existential dread. Sounds grand, doesn’t it? Like something reserved for German philosophers in black turtlenecks.
But let’s be honest—it’s really just you, at 2 a.m., lying there wondering whether you’re living authentically or just pretending to like couscous.
Today’s thought reminds us that the big questions about being often arrive when the rest of the world is sensibly asleep. It’s not necessarily a crisis. Sometimes it’s just your brain doing philosophical yoga in the dark.
So take comfort in the fact that everyone lies awake occasionally wondering if life has a point—or at the very least, if they remembered to pay the gas bill.
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This came through to me at a very timely moment. I returned from Europe two weeks ago and am wondering what to do with myself. I am in the throws of starting a new blog to write up about the trip and the trip will be very helpful for pushing a long a memoir I should’ve written years ago but maybe the timing wasn’t right and I needed this revisiting of my past to truly make sense of it all or at least to justify a delightful European subplot.
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Good luck with your writing!
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