Today has been a sad day. I'm feeling ragged, a bit hopeless, exhausted and directionless.

Each job seems to run me down in some way or another. They each feel unsustainable long term. Scope creep doesn't feel like a strong enough term, but that combined with the incessant pace of life maybe approaches it.

So I wonder eternally: to what am I suited? where can I be of benefit in this world in a sustainable way? Without running myself into the ground in the process.

The continual upkeep of moments of joy is feeling challenging. And

yet I know they continue to pop up, & I treasure them each very much.