Life is a series of obsessions
Life, for me, moves in phases. Obsession phases.
I’m only writing this because I’m in one of those phases again — obsessed with something new. I’ve been thinking about it non-stop. Tinkering. Refining. Adding little details in my head, over and over again.
I’ve had the idea for a while, but it’s only recently that it started to feel real. Like something I want to wake up for. Something that has me excited to face the day. I don’t know if I’m on to something or not. But honestly, that’s not the point. The point is: I care. And that alone makes everything feel different.
Whenever I don’t have something to obsess over, my mornings feel dull. Not empty, just kind of… blank. Like I’m awake, but not alive. So I’ve realised I need these obsessions. Not for productivity. Just to feel something. To have a reason to lean into the day.
And I don’t think it’s just me. I’ve noticed kids are like that too. Always looking for the next thing to be excited about. They don’t need a long-term plan. They just need something that makes them feel curious and alive in the moment. Maybe that never really leaves us. We just get better at hiding it.
Right now, mine is this thing I’m building. I haven’t shared much about it yet, but I will. Soon. It’s got potential. But even if it doesn’t lead anywhere, I’m still glad it exists. Because it gives me a reason to show up.
So yeah. Life is a series of obsessions.
I hope at every point, you find yours too.
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