I’ve been thinking quite a bit lately. Usually, I think about processes - that is, how we do things; the methods that we employ to accomplish things: work, play, life in general.
But I’ve come to realize that I tend to not just think about it, but obsess over it. I try to practice minimalism as much as I can in all aspects of my life, and I’ve been better for it. I declutter not only at home but also digitally - it’s funny how in this day and age some of us tend to attach quite a lot of sentimental value to our data (go ahead, delete your facebook account right now, if you can), when ultimately, it has similar negative effects that real-life clutter can have on you.
Through it all, I’ve been thinking: once you set the processes aside - every method of parsing everything around you, every filter through which you view your life - what do have left?
If you have a firm conviction of what the purpose of your life is, you already have a significant achievement in your hands. It’s harder than it sounds to come up with this.
Me? I’m still thinking about it.