The Philosophy I Built Myself
The difference between collecting wisdom and claiming your own
“I quote others in order the better to express myself.”
-Montaigne, Essays
A few months after I left my last corporate role, I turned another year older.
My birthday falls in late May, when the air is warmer but not yet heavy. Not too hot, not too cold. The mornings are still crisp with dew clinging to the grass. I’ve always treated birthdays as an invitation to reflect, to celebrate wins, remember lessons, and take stock of what the last year actually meant.
This particular birthday wasn’t a milestone, but it hit differently.
I didn’t have a clear next step. So started walking every morning, and I did what I’ve always done when I need direction: I returned to the philosophers.
The Return
I was a philosophy minor in college, and I’ve never stopped reading the thinkers who shaped how I see the world. The Stoics on what we control. The Epicureans on what satisfies. Montaigne on knowing yourself.
There’s comfort in returning to these texts. The language is familiar. The questions feel eternal. And every time I revisit them, I’ve changed — so I notice things I missed before.
But this time, I wasn’t reading for comfort. I was reading for clarity. For direction. I was searching for something I couldn’t quite name.
And somewhere in those morning walks, circling the neighborhood before the world got loud, I realized something.
I had spent decades collecting other people's wisdom, but I had never sat down and written my own.
The Commonplace Book
I’ve kept a commonplace book for over twenty years.
It’s a practice I picked up in college and never stopped: a place to collect quotes, ideas, observations, fragments of thinking that felt important enough to preserve. The tradition goes back centuries.
Mine is handwritten and full of borrowed brilliance. But until that birthday week, I had never added something that was mine.
Not what Marcus Aurelius believed. Not what Epictetus taught.
What I believed.
Working It Out
I didn’t start in the commonplace book. I started on a yellow legal pad that always sits on my desk. Legal pads are for drafts. For working things out. For the ideas that aren’t ready to be permanent yet.
I wrote down six concepts, distilled from everything I’d been reading and everything I’d lived. None of them were original. But together, they felt like mine:
Know yourself.
In every single moment of my life, I have everything necessary to be happy.
Some things are up to us. Some things are not.
Let go of your attachments.
You see people not as they are, but as you are.
Treat people like you want to be treated.
Looking at them on that legal pad, I felt something I hadn’t expected: excitement. The same feeling I used to get when working on a joke.
Digging for Gold
I spent over a decade writing and performing stand-up comedy. The excitement I felt looking at that legal pad was familiar.
You start with a spark: two opposing ideas that shouldn’t fit together, or a premise with a vague punchline you can almost see. The work is to dig. To peel back layers. To follow false paths that don’t lead where you expected, then backtrack and try again.
Most of the time, you don’t find what you were looking for. You find something better. Something you never would have discovered if you hadn’t been willing to dig in the first place.
That’s what building the ENOUGH Principle felt like.
I took those six concepts and started asking: How do I actually live these? Not as ideas to admire, but as a practice I could return to daily?
The framework didn’t arrive fully formed. Draft after draft on that legal pad, connections revealed themselves slowly. Each iteration felt less like invention and more like discovery.
When it finally felt complete, I moved it into my commonplace book.
It had earned its place.
The Coordinate: Grow Curiously
In the ENOUGH Compass, Grow Curiously means your path unfolds through exploration, not optimization.
We’re taught to find the proven formula and execute it perfectly. Read the right book. Follow the right people. Apply the right framework.
But wisdom doesn’t transfer like that. You can collect it endlessly and still feel lost.
At some point, you have to stop consuming and start creating. Not because you’ve learned enough, but because the learning has to go somewhere.
Ask yourself:
What’s the difference between wisdom I’ve borrowed and wisdom I’ve earned?
What ideas keep following me, asking to be claimed?
What would I write down if I were building a philosophy for my own life?
What the Culture of More Gets Wrong
We treat learning like accumulation. More books, more frameworks, more insights.
But reading philosophy isn’t the same as living it. And collecting wisdom isn’t the same as claiming your own.
This is scarcity versus sufficiency with knowledge.
Scarcity says: keep consuming. You haven’t learned enough yet to have something worth saying.
Sufficiency says: you already know more than you think. The work now is integration, not addition.
A Small Practice
This week, try writing down your own philosophy.
Not a mission statement or a set of goals, but the ideas you keep returning to. The beliefs that have survived everything you’ve been through. The principles you actually live by, whether or not you’ve ever articulated them.
Start messy. A legal pad, a notes app, or the back of an envelope. Don’t worry about making it elegant or original. Write what’s true for you.
You might find that you’ve been building a philosophy all along. You just never stopped to look at it.
See you next week.
P.S. I’d love to know: what’s one idea or principle you keep returning to, year after year? The one that keeps proving itself true?



