Ever sit back and contemplate how we live on this big rock in the middle of the solar system where we have to earn money so we can pay it, just so we can live on this big rock in the middle of a large solar system?

Haha, I know it sounds all existential and angsty, but I just sometimes wonder if in the rat race we lose sight of what really matters. I believe we’re here on Earth to not just exist and find pleasure and then die, but to have true joy. To explore. To fall. And to get back up again. To struggle. To triumph.

But sometimes we just kinda exist. We stare at screens. We consume. We don’t really create anything of real value. We don’t contribute. And that’s when we become depressed. When we allow ourselves to be acted upon instead of acting.

True joy is found in relationships. Growing together. Sharing ourselves with others and the world. Stories. Emotions. Real, raw, good stuff.

So, what’s the point? Loving. Sharing. Creating. Growing. Enjoying. And growing into the fullest measure of our creation.