I've been thinking a lot about what being an adventurer means, to me. I end up coming back to "helping others" and "excitement". But increasingly they seem... less empowering than they used to?
I guess I've let my life kind of push me along, and once I got my Sword of Teeth then I figured "Hey! I could really make this adventurer thing work!".
But if this is what I do for my whole life, and I'm successful at it... what then?
It's not a bad life, but something about it feels a bit hollow?
God am I just ungrateful?
Spending time with Augustine... that feels right. I should do that more, maybe.
-Crumpled writings in a trash can, from the Adventurer Beckett