I’m afraid of this too. I think about it everyday. I frequently contemplate the point of doing anything.
My excuse for this is something along the lines of, on an infinite time scale, does this moment even matter?
I also know that this is stupid.
It’s a balancing act between doing nothing and doing something. I’m thankful that doing something often wins for me.
Doing nothing is scarier than doing something.
Perhaps I’m just neglecting the fact that nothing really matters by filling my time with doing things that supposedly have impact.
On a side note, I love reading your posts every day. They have an impact on me.
Thank you James.