I was walking to work today, and it was freeezing, and
of course I was wearing shorts and flip-flops. I was thinking about
yesterday and today and the day before yesterday in comparison. And for the
second or third time in the past couple of weeks I was impressed with the
notion that my days have stopped running together. Each is standing alone
separate and distinct, marked by the thoughts I think, the things I accomplish
and the experiences I have. I was flying home to Indianapolis once and I was
talking to the girl in the seat next to me and she was reading a book by Viktor
Frankl called, “Man’s Search For Meaning” which goes into great detail
describing his experience in Nazi concentration camps and his discovery of
Logotherapy. In a nutshell his theory was that in opposition to Adler’s will to
power or Freud’s will to pleasure, Frankl subscribed to man having a will to
meaning. He postulated that a man could survive anything if he had meaning.
That each individual asks, “What is the meaning of life?” when in reality they
are being asked to discover their own meaning and live up to their unique
potential. The individuals responsibility is to answer the question, not to ask
Boredom and anxiety are due to a sense of unfulfilled responsibility and a lack
According to logotherapy, meaning can be discovered by three ways: “(1) by
creating a work or doing a deed; (2) by experiencing something or encountering
someone; and (3) by the attitude we take toward unavoidable suffering,” he
So why am I mentioning this? I guess I’m having a hard time
deciding whether or not I’m happy. I think I would say yes EXCEPT for this
persistent boredom. This feeling of being perpetually unsatisfied with what I
don’t know. It really bothers me that I’m in the habit of seeking out easy
entertainment, like movies and the office and music, or going out to eat.
I feel like it’s time to start the revolution.
to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day
and night to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which
any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.
–E. E. (Edward Estlin)