What's purely for you?
You give at your job. Or jobs.
You give to your family.
You give to your friends.
Maybe you go further and give to your church. Or some other extra curricular group.
The point is that giving becomes a habit. And maybe it never occurs to you not to give.
So I ask: What's purely for you?
What is for you and only you? What is something that you maybe never let anyone else in on? Or if you do, that's as far as it goes.
You don't do it for praise. You don't do it for money.
You do it purely because it makes you happy.
You may think I would say the thing I do purely for me is write.
But I can't say that as I now consider myself a professional writer. Or at the least, a writerly professional. I now, more so than ever before, have a vested interest in improving my wordcraft.
No, the thing I do purely for me is sketch.
I'm not great at it. If you've followed my blog, then you've seen my previous works and know I'm not just being modest.
But sketching has become something I do purely for joy. Because the joy is all I can expect to get out of it.
Okay, that's not completely true—I can expect to improve with time and reps. But not significantly better. At least not to the point of ever making a penny from sketching.
And if it never goes beyond my own personal joy, that's fine with me.
So again, I ask: What's purely for you?
And if you don't have an answer for the question, please find one.
You deserve it.
You've given enough.