If I assume everything external to myself is not genuine, not true - if reality itself was not as it appears, and I am living in something constructed, but not necessarily constructed by me, what does that leave that is true? What still has meaning?
Work. My own actions. My own decisions. My discipline. But most of all, my work. That still must have meaning, and can anchor me when everything else goes a bit wobbly.
Gn #nostr.
Trying to work through some thoughts in a daily short note format. Not easy for me.