I don't know what I want. Like, at all. It's very disconcerting. Aimless but productive, always grinding away at something. Some task. Some rabbit hole that ultimately goes nowhere. Over and over. Like a fractal of mundane excess, self-similar and sharp, but self consuming and lost. So lost.

from your responses it sounds like you don’t want to want anything, so you’re on track 

and simultaneously it seems you’re not enthusiastic about the current state of affairs (“eh), so you do want something, which is some sort of change

the wake is both ahead and behind the ship

CEO at Google • co-founder & rectangle mover at /icebreaker • icebreaker.xyz/j4ck • /j4ck • DJ sixsix

Fucking AMAZING word play with that wake closer.

The system depends on wants to move the machine forward. I'm productive, so there's something in there moving me in a barely-less-than arbitrary direction. Build the chicken coop. Backup the SQL database. Trim the polycarbonate to size. The bigger loop stays unresolved.

Half of my identity is Fight Club. I get it.

the balancing act between the mundane and the divine