An_Old_Big_Tree wrote
A significant part of what drives me isn't something I would call motivation. It's a mixed feeling that's often a kind of sharp sad burning hatred - for the world as it is, in light of how it might be.
In my case I like people generally and I especially love anybody I have affinity with, so I get a lot out of seeking them out and making joy together with them. So there's an element of motivation there.
There are probably other reasons. Among them; well, I'm alive, might as well do this.
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