Sometimes, this can be a daily challenge to me. I like to read, write and study, and it does not bother me to make food, to clean the house and this little things that we need to do to survive. But I also have a job, I'm a teacher, and sometimes its hard to extract any meaning of this routine. I love my job, but all the world seems to rotate in a different velocity, or, even worse, in a different direction. It's a daily struggle to survive and to act in a world meaningless.
The choice that I made was work with a meaningful thing. Since I have to earn money in a meaninless society, I've chosen a job that deals with education, social transformation etc. It helps me. I use to make physical activities too, and I try to meditate when I have oportunity. Sometimes I feel that the meaning came when your body is ok, it's a kind of simple but functional truth to me. I don't see meaning in my life everyday, but I try to make my life better and sometimes I have great and remarkable days that remember me how nice and beautiful life can be.