FundamentallySound Blog

Today while filling out an art application, I ran into this question:

How did you end up where you are?

There are so many possible narratives I could weave, that somehow would connect the dots in my head, and would appear to make sense of my life. But I want to avoid the usual, "I started here, then went here, then learned this, then did this" kind of response.

I mean, in reality, where I am right now is the *only* place I could have ended up. Underneath all the coincidences, travels, chance meetings, there's just simply a fundamental drive to live life a certain way, and that is the force that has pushed me into the life I have. All the making music and travel and so on, that's just the part that somehow rises to the surface, but the core desire for a certain way of living is the thing that gives birth to it, and I'm not convinced we have much control over that; I guess I'm still skeptical when it comes to free will.

It's that nearly undefinable inner core of desire(?) that is the real answer to the question, I think. But I don't know if I have the power of language to describe what that core is.