I’m 29 today… 365 days until I become old…
The thought crossed my mind yesterday, “why don’t I make a list of 30 things to do before I’m 30?”. Sounds like a great idea – do lots of stuff and I’ll be satisfied…
I’ve spent my adult life doing stuff. I’ve got lost in doing. I’ve set goals and achieved them. I’ve made list after list after list.
I did feel satisfied when I ticked an item off the list… For a while at least. Then I would get deflated. And after I sulked for a bit, I’d fill the void with something else… More stuff.
Over the last few months, I’ve realised that the reason I haven’t been satisfied by what I’ve achieved is because the goals that I’ve set haven’t been aligned with who I am. And that begs a scary question… who am I?
So that’s question I’m going to consider in my 29th year. No lists. No stuff. No mindless doing.
Here we go.