Thoughts on life having no finish line
There clearly is some kind of life I'd like to live. The kind I am currently living is clearly different. On the other hand, there is no state or image that would make the life complete for me, there isn't a thing after which I would say "yes, this is it, I can die now". And I am caught in between the two: there is no clear "goal", but my current way of life is definitely not a goal either. This implies that there is no clear way "out". The only thing I have is a couple of interests, maybe even one, that wont solve everything, but at least give me some direction to follow. At this point, I think I should just move forward, the only other option is not to move at all. I just hope that something will become more clear in the process. Thank you.