There's Always A Next
The hardest thing to be...is to just be. At least for me, it is.
I find it so hard to just slow down and relax. I literally have to work myself to falling on the bed sometimes, and even then it's for about 4 hours at a time. So instead, I lean into it.
That's an understatement. I bust through it like I'm a Daisy Cutter.
If I can't sleep, I work. If I can't sit down and watch the game, I work.
Literally it's at the point now where almost every moment of the day needs to have a reason for being. I'm always doing something. Something that has a purpose to the day, or the week, or even if it's just to get through this next moment or two.
The funny thing is, once I thought I was able to plan things out for a couple of weeks or a month to get the little things that no one likes to do out of the way...I thought I'd have time to take a nap. No such luck. I have other things to do. Because my brain moves to the next thing.
The bad news about 'What's Next' is the same as the good news: There's always a Next.
I had someone ask me the other day why I don't figure out how to talk about 'What's Next' in the same way some people talk about 'Owning It', or "Counting to 5', or whatever the super motivational cause is these days.
I had assumed that for anyone with two brain cells that fire in succession that figuring out what the next best thing to do is was obvious. It has always been obvious to me, even if I didn't always listen to that advice. I know when I didn't, that's when I screwed my life up. How could this not be anything other than obvious?
I just don't want to be that guy out loud. Let the gurus make money off the stupidly obvious. I'm here to just be Roley. If you learn something from that, fantastic.
Hell, can you teach without lecturing, and preach without prosletyzing?
If you can, maybe that's what this is.
Or not. Maybe it's just me having fun.