2013 has a strange ring to me.
All my log-term plans and goals (many many thanks to the late John Douglas for introducing his opera students to the concept of the three-year plan) somehow never made it beyond 2012, for a variety of reasons — and none of them being the Mayan “apocalypse”. Anyway, 2012 was certainly a good year, and now I am left with no major goals except to just keep going.
Is that necessarily a bad thing? I’m OK with my place in life right now, happy enough with my career. Many of my friends and colleagues seem to be ever striving for something better, never really satisfied with the here and now. I often wonder if that is a sign of healthy dissatisfaction or a permanent feature of one’s personality. I’m thinking of those tests which found that people who experience something wonderful (a major lottery win) or something terrible (a prison sentence) would have a brief change in their overall level of happiness (higher or lower, respectively), but that this would eventually revert to what it had been before, before the money was gone or the prison term was up.
So maybe this is a new phase for me — keep on doing what I’m doing, enjoy the ride, and keep myself in a position to make it last as long as I want it to last. Am I letting chances go by? Should I be pushing myself more? At the moment, I fail to see why. Maybe because it’s 2013 and this year sounds to my ears like an unknown planet. What will thrive on this terra incognita?
Above image found here.