“YOU’VE GOT A BOOK TO WRITE.”

Ah yes, the elusive writer. Over the past year or so, the approximate time since I’ve published on this blog, I’ve spent quite some time delving into philosophy and cementing the man that I am, and the man I am to become. I turned 30, and it’s a constant battle between “I’m really young, the whole world is at my feet” and “man, do I feel behind.” If you know me, you’ll know which version I’d advocate for is not necessarily the one I choose. But we’re working on that. After all, amor fati.

I’ve ultimately been trying to determine my mission. I am a man of many interests, and master of none. The voice inside me has been nudging me towards determining what that truth is, and I’ve recently really discovered it. I will be a full time author/writer/whatever makes money in the ChatGPT world, or die trying. I’ve got my 9-5, and my side hustle, and my education, but none of it is fulfilling in the way that pursuing your true purpose is. So here’s to my final excursion from this dream being completed, and a complete and utter return to the fold. It’s time to pursue my purpose, use my voice what it was meant for, and be excited about pursuing something again. I’m going to keep my job of course, but we’re going to write like the world hangs in the balance.

Thanks for reading—stick around.

SJ ROBERTSON

Dad, outdoorsman, washed-up author on a comeback.

https://www.reflectandreason.com
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