What is the purpose in finding the purpose?
ADB-160123#100
There’s always another thing, isn’t there? I mean, until you are dead or infirm, there is always another load of laundry or something to fix or something to get done for work, some bills to pay off.
This is All-Day Breakfast #100. I had big plans for it—got up at 6:30 am on a Saturday. Then I realized I had forgotten my power cord in the city and suddenly I’m on a time budget with my laptop.
I’m concerned that we have mice and every sound makes me jump. I’m also concerned that I might not be a capable artist, capable of making a living wage off of it I mean. It’s not “mass” friendly stuff—too niche as we say in marketing. I don’t want to be mass friendly, but I could use a larger niche. Ha!
I really don’t know why I’m so concerned about all this. It’s just that now that I’ve reached a huge milestone (kilometrestone?) I’m looking back and asking a few questions.
Where am I? What is this place? How did I get here? Do I like it here? Was the journey worth the experience? What have I learned? Where do I go next? Do I plan the next 100 issues better? Wait, why the hell am I doing this in the first place?
What is the purpose? And what is the purpose in finding the purpose?
Creating All-Day Breakfast has made me a better person. It has given me something unexpected to wake up to every morning. It’s like 100 days of Christmas [even if I don’t always get exactly what I want]. It’s like a daily mystery box. It’s like therapy. Art therapy.
It’s like walking into a restaurant in the middle of the afternoon and asking,
“Do you still serve breakfast?”
and hearing the reply,
“All day.”
:’-)
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