Finding stuff. You have to show up. Be alert. To your own life. If you don't do it, guess what? It won't get done. That's a revelation. Came to me late. No one gives you anything, really. You find stuff. You see it, you pick it up. Or you don't. So if you are looking for meaning or enlightenment, you have to look. You have to open your eyes. Open your hands. Open your heart. And grab it.
It's easy to miss stuff. You are walking along and all you see is old shit. Dead leaves, dead grass. Hard, cold ground. Turds. Lots of turds. But then, sometimes you find something: a hat, gloves, a twenty dollar bill, a bracelet, a ring, knick-knacks.
Yes, so you do find stuff. You see stuff, or you don't. You pick it up or you don't. You show up or you don't. It's up to you.