Part of my mind immediately goes to something like "I wish I had a great creation I could point to as my important contribution to the world." I don't have one. Part of me feels like a failure because I don't.

On the other hand, I have set up my life so that I contribute in a bunch of little ways on a regular basis to the part of the world immediately around me—my family, friends, partners, community, political activism, homeless animals, work. Those contributions don't get noticed in the world at large, but I do get ongoing pleasure and satisfaction out of contributing in that way, and I seem to strongly want to have that sort of ongoing satisfaction.

So I guess those little contributions would count as the good stuff I've done.

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