When You're Asking, "What's The Point?"...

There are moments when I look around at my own work and that of others and wonder if any of it matters. What’s the dang point of any of it?

And I let these moments of it’s-all-so-pointless be what they are. I don’t rush through them.

Because I trust that in these moments I’m asking the questions that will soon enough be answered.

I will hear of how my work makes a difference for others.

And *I* will be moved by someone else’s work.

And I will KNOW again that it does all matter. That we’re not always/permanently speaking nonsense into a void.

And I will rejoice to know again.

The asking and the answering are equally important. Thus I’m not afraid of my emotions or my thoughts. They are asking and answering, always.