I was having a low day today, full of rage and hatred. It lasted too many hours.
I kept returning to the Stoics, asking them how I could handle it, but the offerings were lightweight. Until one of them said “Come on, amor fati. See what you can make of this heap of shit you’ve been given.” So I turned to some old MMMemos, and halfway through the third one, I came across the “Identity, Purpose, Adventure” exercise.
As I was doing it, I had an idea for something I can do to bring some good into the world.
Then I saw this (above) in the rabbit hole.
Thank heavens for Indy Beagle.
– W. from Russia