Last Sunday, using the last drops of gas in the car, my kids and I found a community center on the Lower East Side in need of supplies to help those in the community who need some very basic items: diapers, Ensure for the elderly, blankets, etc. It was a trek, and we felt great afterwards.
Yesterday, my purpose was finishing a chapter and my day finished in that very unfulfilled sort of way. I eked ahead, learned some fun facts about hormone history circa 1890, but didn’t really feel any sense of getting done what I set out to do. I felt pointless by dinner time.