Sitting here in my backyard, staring into the distance in a zoned-out state, thinking of the past year gone by and thinking of this new year to come. What will it bring? What do I want it to bring? Answers that I seemingly don’t have. I desperately want those answers, so I feel like I am moving forward – moving towards something. Towards what, I don’t know, but something.
Why do I have this desperate need to move forward? And what would that look like? If I did the same thing this year that I did last year, would that be so bad? I made new friends, spent lots of time with family, wrote more and experienced new things. That sounds good to me. So, does reliving the past actually help with moving forward?
When asking myself what my goals are for this year, a lot of the same items come to mind. I want to eat healthier, spend time with family and friends, write more and generally be a good person. Is that enough of a goal to have? To be a good person?
I think so as it seems we take the simple things for granted. Yet the simple things are generally at the core of who we are and who we want to be. The simple goals in life are often overlooked for the more complicated objectives. I think my goal this year is to simplify my life and spend time on the items that matter to me the most, the things that I truly hold dear.