Are We There Yet?


I am on my second month as a scholar.
I chose my purpose in life to live a rich and full life as a prolific and successful screenwriter.

I notice that my brain tells me that everyday I am not a prolific and successful screenwriter yet, it’s as if I am not living my purpose.
I am not there yet. As if it’s a place to finally arrive at and then live it.

What I do everyday is write – that I do. But many days it’s far from prolific or really anything I would ever want anyone to see. And as I sit down alone for hours each day to write, my thoughts are actually that my life is anything but rich and full. I am like a monk, sitting in a room, going out for meals, and just trying to write something worthy.

Is it that my purpose is wrong?