As a sense of complacency washes over me, I wondered if I am drifting like a rudderless boat in the middle of an ocean? Which way am I headed? Is there more to my life than what I got?
Nope, I am not loosing my mind. Nor am I hallucinating from extended staying at home. From time to time I get into this mode of self examination, look at my situation, and try to figure out what is missing.
Yeah, not my favorite task, it requires brutal honesty. Why do I do it? You ask. Is it a form of self torture? The reason is this: most of the time we are answering to other people’s needs. But who is looking out for ourselves? Our needs?
Just want to make sure that I am clear on what my needs are, and if they are being met. If not, what course corrections are needed.
How often do you take stock of your life’s situations?