Okay, surprise, I’m not really dead. And I’m not planning on going anywhere for the foreseeable future. But you never know. You could get hit by a bus and wake up dead tomorrow. And in honor of Rosh Hashanah, I decided to do a little exercise in sorting myself out.
I had a stressful day today – far more so than usual. My youngest was sick yesterday, so I had to take a day off from work. We are in the busiest season of work this time of year, so it’s not unusual to get 30-80 emails a day, depending on where we’re at in the season. I’m perpetually behind, quite frankly, and I expect to be running a deficit until at least October 1st
I have done quite a bit of traveling in my day. I’ve lived in Europe and Asia, and I have visited parts of those places I didn’t live in, as well as Central America and lots of cool places here in the US. I have long said that I’m an itchy-footed vagabond at heart. My soul is restless, and I need a certain amount of adventure to feel content.
I was talking to a friend of mine today. We are both on perpetual quests to hustle and make ourselves better, and we bounce ideas off of each other quite a lot. We also share a love of writing in common. He was telling me how he had been writing the night before and thinking about where his life might be in five years.
I had a thought as I was working today that I thought would be a good one to communicate, and that is the importance of the company you keep, as well as the questions that you ask.