Four thousand weeks
This post strongly resonated with me. Recently I have had no external life commitments for an extended period and I've constantly had the impression that I'm wasting my life. Most days I wake up trying to grasp at something meaningful to do with my time, but no matter what I accomplish - say on personal projects that I more often than not eventually abandon - it doesn't feel enough. I routinely ask myself, "What am I doing with my life" but I don't know how to answer these questions. I tend to fill my days with consuming media, personal hobbies, socializing and physical survival (cooking, eating, sleeping) but it all seems trivial. I wish I had something meaningful to do, like working towards a cause that I deeply believe in, or raising a family, but those things just haven't happened for me yet.