I should begin a routine journaling as a part of changing my
lifestyle to stoicism. I dunno how to do this journaling properly, but one
should begin one to try to make a habit out of it. I’ll learn the skill by
doing it I supposed.
So I just listened to an episode of one awesome podcast, and
basically it told me to find greater purpose in life, rather than floating by
and based my life on a less meaningful goals such as luxuries and having a
cozy-well respected life.
It had been a habit in my life, and perhaps in my parent’s
life too, to find life’s “entropy” in comfort and peacefulness. Not that those
aren’t a good thing, but its lack of meaning is a surefire to an unfulfilled
life, and in the end I assumed will end up in a greater anxiety. Maybe I need
to reflect back to what I find most meaningful in my life up until now. To find
out which direction should I steer my life in the future. The one kept popping
out of my memory, is when I diligently learn about the basic truth of life.. I
mean when I philosophize by reading all those popular science books and
watching those documentaries or reading through those over-trending philosophy
books in my youth; it had somehow made a sense of purpose in my itty bitty tiny
of existence. Perhaps akin to a spiritual sensation, experienced by those
religious people, I too experienced a sense of enlightenment when learning those...
Now what should I do in the future? Perhaps what I need to
do is to combine those sense of enlightenment with the skill I gathered my
whole life and produce something from it... some kind of a life time artwork?? On
the other hand, I feel like I need to create a healthier environment in order
for me to thrive.. I mean I need to prepare my self to live out of this
country.. because I won’t have any opportunity to thrive in this environment...
hence I need to haul my self in all seriousness to learn my Germany more
diligently... That and I need to keep up my drawing and writing skill.. And to
always remind myself not to spend too much on the good-feel shopping and eating
and all those brain rotting games and procrastination..
It’s gonna be a hard trip for one cry-baby like me, I guess...
