archived from Apple Notes on 5 May 2025
adult life seems to essentially be made up of 2 things:
1) constant tiredness, the kind that seeps into your bones and every pore of your body, that weighs you down even after your eyes have opened, blinking into the early morning light, that pleads, could we not get up today?
2) a purpose. That thing that makes you get out of bed anyway, again and again and again.
the truth is this: not everyone gets to find happiness in their lives, but everyone can find a purpose.