One simple reason.
I got sick and tired (literally).
Just last week I was completely ill, felt like an 80-year-old man, everything ached so badly. Couldn’t believe it. Anyway, now I’m on my way to recovery…
…And I don’t want to use this post to get pity from you.
Far from it.
I used my time wisely (or that’s at least what I’d like to believe!) to get clear on what I really want out of life. What is it? Truth be told, I’m not happy with my recent performance—be it at work, at home, in my private life, or in my social life. Well, I admit; I’m never truly satisfied. That’s the curse when you tend to be a maniac perfectionist like I am:
You take yourself way too seriously.
You start overthinking shit.
You feel overwhelmed.
On the flipside, however, it also helps you improve your life since you’re seeing beyond your mere existence as a human being. You look for your life purpose. While this is such an overused buzzword (“life purpose”); it still builds the foundation for a meaningful life. Without purpose, without direction there is no hope to live a fulfilled, inspired, and—yes—meaningful life. Ever.
How do I know?
I don’t know.
But what I know is that the moments when I felt most grateful have been those where I’m myself. When I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not, when I’m doing stuff I enjoy doing (like writing this right now to you), and when I don’t worry about what others may think of me.
The list goes on…
So let’s break it down. I took 10 days off of my blogging schedule to take a step back. In order to painfully come to the conclusion that I went off-track, and needed to focus on what’s essential again: Doing work that matters.
Ok more tomorrow.
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