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You ever drift through life waiting for something to happen?
Monday through Thursday in a haze.
Living for the weekend.
That constant feeling that real life starts "later."
But you keep drifting.
You keep waiting for Friday.
You keep postponing joy until vacation.
You keep telling yourself this is just temporary.
So what if every day could feel like the life you're waiting for?
Where It Showed Up in My Life
I spent college on complete autopilot.
Counting hours until the weekend. Dreading Sunday nights. Living for spring break.
Every moment was just a placeholder for the next "real" moment.
Then one day it hit me like cold water: Why the hell am I living this way?
The craziest part? I'd never asked myself that before. Nobody around me asked either.
I saw three paths laid out:
Path A: Just do what's next. Follow the natural progression. Comfortable. Predictable. But autopilot had stopped working.
Path B: Do what others think is right. Get the grades. Join the clubs. Land the internships. Chase someone else's definition of success.
Path C: Get intentional about what I want. The scariest option. No map. No guide. Just me deciding what I actually wanted.
I was terrified.
What if I got it wrong? What if I didn't have what it took?
But I chose Path C anyway.
Started making content in college. Gave up the "normal" college experience. Graduated early. Built a business.
My relationship ended. Lost most of my friends. Sacrificed the life everyone expected me to live.
And for what?
What if I was just throwing away my best years for nothing?
What the Wisdom Reveals
This brings me to a story about Prince Siddhartha - before he became the Buddha.
He lived in a palace, surrounded by every pleasure imaginable. His father, the king, made sure he never saw suffering. Every day was curated perfection.
But Siddhartha felt empty.
He was living someone else's design for his life. Every moment choreographed. Every experience filtered. A beautiful prison.
One day, he snuck out of the palace.
For the first time, he saw reality: An old man. A sick person. A corpse. And then - a monk, radiating peace despite having nothing.
That monk had something all his palace pleasures couldn't give him.
Siddhartha realized he'd been living in one long Friday night. Endless pleasure, but no purpose. All comfort, but no meaning.
So he made a choice that shocked everyone.
He walked away from the palace. Gave up his inheritance. Left his family. Traded guaranteed comfort for uncertain seeking.
People called him crazy. Why give up paradise?
But here's what they didn't understand:
A life without intention - even in paradise - is still a prison.
Siddhartha didn't just want pleasure. He wanted purpose. He didn't want to wait for meaning to find him. He wanted to create it himself.
Years later, sitting under the Bodhi tree, he found what he was looking for.
Not by adding more to his life. But by getting intentional about what truly mattered.
The Buddha later said: "Your work is to discover your work and then with all your heart to give yourself to it."
He wasn't talking about a job. He was talking about the work of crafting an intentional life.
How I'm Trying to Live Now
What am I optimizing my life for?
I ask myself this every few weeks now.
Not once. Not as a New Year's resolution. But constantly. Like checking my compass.
Because here's what I discovered after all those sacrifices:
When you get intentional, everything shifts.
No more Sunday scaries. No more living for Friday. No more waiting for vacation to feel alive.
Every day feels equally sacred.
Not because every day is easy. But because every day is chosen.
The friends I lost? Replaced by people who get it. The relationship that ended? Made space for aligned love. The "normal" path I abandoned? Led to extraordinary freedom.
Now I optimize for:
Work that energizes rather than drains
People who inspire rather than diminish
Days that feel purposeful rather than placeholder
And something magical happens:
Life stops feeling like something to get through. It starts feeling like something to savor.
You know that feeling when you realize you've been sleepwalking?
When you can't remember what you did last Tuesday.
When months blur together in sameness.
When you're successful but feel empty.
When you have everything but joy.
Those aren't signs you need a vacation. They're signs you need intention.
The sacrifice isn't giving up comfort. It's giving up the illusion that comfort equals fulfillment.
Maybe you've felt the pull:
That voice saying "this isn't it"
That dream you keep postponing
That life you glimpse in quiet moments
That person you know you could be
Those aren't fantasies. They're your real life calling.
So try this:
Tomorrow morning, before checking your phone, ask yourself:
"If every day for the next year felt like today, would I be satisfied?"
If the answer is no, ask a follow-up:
"What's one thing I could change to make tomorrow feel more intentional?"
Not someday. Tomorrow.
Start small. One intentional choice.
Because the Buddha was right about something:
Paradise isn't a place you find. It's a life you build.
