Sanj
@sanjsays
I’m quaking in my boots, but I’m here.
Sanj
@sanjsays
I’m quaking in my boots, but I’m here.
Susan Sontag in “Camus’ Notebooks”. Just. So worthy of being a card.
The world often dictates that there is a right way - to think, to feel, to be. To grieve. Perform any of this in deviation from what’s deemed acceptable, and suddenly, you become unacceptable. But what’s the point in living in a time of free speech and an opinion at every corner if what you truly feel can actually find little place in the world?
Begin what? Nobody quite knows. And yet, it makes perfect sense. The logic doesn’t work, but the emotional we all echo.
Project-Based Existence in an Ikigai Life
Breaking the myth of Ikigai - SOURCE CHECK
Just so beautiful, and I’ve only begun reading
This is the exact point I was trying to make - what's the point in creating for an imaginary exacting audience, especially when you can create for yourself instead.
Doing my “main work” has kept me from doing “my work”