A time comes in everone’s life when they start thinking about what the end of it will be like.
For me, that time is now, and I’m realizing a few things.
My life is living me, I am not living it. There is nothing that I am inspired by, and I would leave no legacy should I pass today. I am merely going through the motions at work and at home. I feel no…joy. I’m spending my life waiting for *something* to happen, whether that something is payday, or another day to get up and go to work, or time to go home, or a day off. The End could come today, or in another 50 years, and I don’t care one way or the other…
There’s an Altovis commercial on just now, and I know that a product like that (for people who have too many things going on, and too much stress) is not for me. I have *no* stress, except the stress induced by having no stress, and feeling like the world is passing me by. I don’t have interest in pursuing any of the things that ‘normal’ people seem to value, such as a ‘career’, a long term stable relationship, kids, mortgage, car payment, all of that. I don’t want for anything save *something* that inspires me to get up in the morning and *DO* it.
*sigh*