Fun

I have been sucked into a whirlpool yet again.

I had a depressive episode of nihilism, but the next day I concluded that even if life has no inherent meaning, I can still have fun.

This isn’t hedonism in the ordinary sense. I still have to keep things balanced to ensure optimal fun-ness. Not over indulging in food, for example, so that I’ll be physically capable of doing the fun things that I want to do.

Thus return the goals. I want to get better at my hobbies and interests so that I can enjoy them even more. Maybe I’ll feel less like I suck at self-expression.

I don’t know how long this will last, but I’m willing to enjoy it while it does.