Dumb indifferent truth

“This is so fking dumb.”

I would say to myself all too often these days. About my streaks.

I’m already this busy and overwhelmed. Why bother keeping these habits? I’m not making huge progress anyway. Some days I feel I’m just doing it for the sake of the streak.

What’s the whole fking point?

Every day one tiny task, for a hope that it will win big some day.

It feels like gambling now, just throwing the dice…
Or a religion where you wait to be saved at the end of it all.

How do I know for sure that my streaks will pay off?
Objective truth is, I don’t.
There’s too many moving parts in entrepreneurship.

The market doesn’t reward me just because I “showed up” every day.
The universe is indifferent.
It does not play to such made-up narratives.

But despite it all, I know I will keep going.

Because this is me now.
I cannot not try.

All I know is…

I try, I might have a chance.
I don’t try, there’s zero chance.

And that, is objective truth.
Dumb, indifferent truth.

I can live with that.