I just feel that I do not have his direction, purpose and motivation and I have no idea how to get there.
He has concrete goals (like revisiting TeX every 7 years to fix bugs, writing a book during a sabbatical, reading mail X times per year) and just fulfills them.
I have a weird feeling that I'll probably reach this kind of state when I'm very old and will wonder why I wasn't able to see and live the life that way before.
My life feels directionless, I'm accomplishing things but I just don't know how to reach these zen levels of direction, purpose and motivation.
At the same time I wonder why would it be necessary for my life to go in that direction? Why am I just not content with the way things are and start focusing on that, instead of always looking for something "greater"?