When I woke this morning I realized I had the choice to stay in bed or go to work. I chose to go to work.

I walked into the kitchen. Carefully, I put dishes back in the cupboard. I boiled water. I ground the coffee beans, scaled them, and prepared the drip brewer for brewing coffee. Later, when the water was boiled, I bloomed my coffee. I then cooled down my water, because I don't want to burn the coffee, and continued to pour. I poured 540 g of water for two cups of coffee.

Why all of this effort?

Because it mattered.
Because my work mattered.

I know that when I consume a cup of coffee I put every intention into that cup. It feels good to know that I made something for myself with love and intention.

The work we're meant to do for ourselves and others doesn't have to be a life mission. I argue that's not very productive - you'll never see the fruits of your labor.

Instead, I argue that the work we're meant to do is the work that's before us right now - at this exact moment.

Be it making coffee, responding to an email, making your bed, leading a meeting, writing a report, making dinner, or sitting with a book. Whatever it is... the work that matters is before you now.

What have we to complain of?