When I had no job during the pandemic, I felt like doing nothing made a person useless and worthless. But I later learned it’s not true at all. We can always be somebody if we just choose to do something about it.
Although losing my job was the only time I could think through myself and think deep thoughts I never imagined I was capable of, like a childhood dream forgotten.
And as I recall the times when I tried to find something to do with my hands, I’m amazed by how as human beings, we’re able to cope with whatever motions we go through in life.
Sure, we may feel stagnant and stuck in a rut when things don’t seem to be going as we hoped. But our ability to always find meaning and purpose, hands always reaching out to do something, energizes us.
Indeed, we find joy in creating things.
Yet, as I am typing this now, I still wonder what it feels like to have time to just think deeply again.