A meaningful existence may look surprisingly ordinary while you are inside it.

From inside, a meaningful life is largely made of unremarkable days, because meaning is cumulative rather than episodic. You will not feel it as significance while it is happening, and the absence of that feeling is not evidence that something is missing. It reads as substance only in retrospect.

Stop testing your life against how it feels on a Tuesday. Ask instead whether the things you keep doing are worth having done. That is the question the ordinary days are answering.