A Life Well-Lived

We each have something about ourselves that we simply cannot bear. For some, itโ€™s appearing uncool. For others, itโ€™s looking foolish. Some canโ€™t stand disappointing their friends. Others cringe at being broke. We are diverse in our shames, just as we are diverse in who we are.

For me, itโ€™s the feeling that Iโ€™m not living my life properly. This is admittedly vague. What does it mean to not live properly? Itโ€™s when I fail to live as a full human being. When Iโ€™m not doing what a person ought to do. When Iโ€™m not inhabiting the complete form of what it means to be human.

The scope is broad, I know. Thatโ€™s precisely why I aim for the hexagonโ€”the wholesome life. Itโ€™s not about impressing anyone. I simply understand that life is organic, and without tight connections between its various elements, nothing runs smoothly on its own. And I want to taste, feel, and chew on all the different flavors that life has to offer.

This desire led me to a question: what do I want to become? The answer that emerged was โ€œ์ƒํ™œ์ธโ€โ€”a person who truly lives their daily life. Not a distorted or romanticized version of existence, but life as it actually is, lived well.

So Iโ€™ve set my goal: to become the best version of this ordinary, fully-living person that I can be. What does that look like? Taking out the trash on time. Doing the dishes right away. Cleaning. Decorating my space. Staying focused. Earning money. Paying taxes when theyโ€™re due.

I want to master these things. I want to build my life on solid blocks.


์ƒํ™œ์ธ

์œ ๋‚œํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์Šค์Šค๋กœ ๋ชป ๊ฒฌ๋””๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์ž์‹ ์˜ ๋ฉ‹์ด ์—†์„ ๋•Œ, ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ๋ฉ์ฒญํ•ด๋ณด์ผ ๋•Œ, ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์นœ๊ตฌ๋“ค์„ ์‹ค๋ง์‹œ์ผฐ์„ ๋•Œ, ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ๋ˆ์ด ์—†์„ ๋•Œโ€ฆ ๋‹ค์–‘ํ•œ ๋ชจ์Šต์˜ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๊ทธ๋งŒํผ ๋‹ค์–‘ํ•œ ์ž์‹ ์˜ ๋ชจ์Šต์„ ๋ถ€๋„๋Ÿฌ์›Œํ•œ๋‹ค.

๋‚˜์—๊ฒŒ๋Š” ๊ทธ ๋ถ€๋ถ„์ด ์ž˜ ๋ชป ์‚ฐ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋А๋‚„ ๋•Œ๋‹ค. ์ด๊ฒŒ ๋˜๊ฒŒ ๋ชจํ˜ธํ•œ ๋ง์ด๋‹ค. ์ž˜ ๋ชป ์‚ฐ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๋ญ๋ƒ? ์ธ๊ฐ„์œผ๋กœ ์‚ด์ง€ ๋ชปํ•  ๋•Œ, ์ธ๊ฐ„์œผ๋กœ์„œ ๋งˆ๋•…ํžˆ ํ•ด์•ผํ•  ๊ฑธ ๋ชปํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ. ์˜จ์ „ํ•œ ์ธ๊ฐ„์˜ ํ˜•ํƒœ๋กœ ์‚ด์ง€ ๋ชปํ•  ๋•Œ๋‹ค.

๊ด‘๋ฒ”์œ„ํ•˜๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋‚˜๋Š” ์œก๊ฐํ˜•, wholesome ํ•œ ๊ฑธ ๋ชฉํ‘œ๋กœ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ๋ˆ„๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ์˜์‹ํ•ด์„œ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ, ๋‚˜๋Š” ์‚ถ์ด๋ž€ ์œ ๊ธฐ์ ์ธ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ์•Œ๊ณ  ์žˆ๊ณ , ๊ฐ ์š”์†Œ๊ฐ„์˜ ์น˜๋ฐ€ํ•œ ์—ฐ๊ฒฐ ์—†์ด๋Š” ํ•˜๋‚˜๋„ ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ๊ตด๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€๊ธฐ ํž˜๋“ค๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋Š” ์‚ถ์˜ ๋‹ค์–‘ํ•œ ๋ง›์„ ๋ณด๊ณ  ๋А๋ผ๊ณ  ์”น์œผ๋ฉฐ ์‚ด๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค.

๋‚˜์˜ ์ด๋Ÿฐ ์š•๊ตฌ. ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋ฌด์—‡์ด ๋˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€๊ฐ€ ๊ณ ๋ฏผ์„ ํ•˜๋‹ค ๋‚˜์˜จ๊ฒŒ โ€œ์ƒํ™œ์ธโ€ ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ํ‚ค์›Œ๋“œ๋‹ค. ์™œ๊ณก๋˜๊ณ  ๋‚ญ๋งŒํ™” ๋˜์–ด์žˆ๋Š” ์‚ถ์ด ์•„๋‹Œ ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ทธ๋Œ€๋กœ์˜ ์‚ถ์„ ์ž˜ ์‚ด๊ณ ํ”ˆ ๋งˆ์Œ์ด๋‹ค.

๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋ชฉํ‘œ๋ฅผ ์ •ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์ตœ์ƒ์˜ ์ƒํ™œ์ธ์ด ๋˜๊ธฐ. ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๋ญ˜๊นŒ. ์“ฐ๋ ˆ๊ธฐ ์ œ๋•Œ ๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ. ์„ค๊ฑฐ์ง€ ๊ณง๋ฐ”๋กœ ํ•˜๊ธฐ. ์ฒญ์†Œํ•˜๊ธฐ. ๊พธ๋ฏธ๊ธฐ. ๋ชฐ๋‘ํ•˜๊ธฐ. ๋ˆ๋ฒŒ๊ธฐ. ์„ธ๊ธˆ ์ œ๋•Œ ๋‚ด๊ธฐ.

์ด๋Ÿฐ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์„ ์ž˜ํ•ด๋‚ด๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค. ๋‹จ๋‹จํ•œ ๋ธ”๋ก ์œ„์— ๋‚ด ์‚ถ์„ ์˜ฌ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค.