Regret

We all have an internal clock. Some of us acknowledge it. We may be aware of it, but just plod on with our day to day. Plodding and stomping, living with regret for what we haven’t done.

So how does day to day stop and we live our best life? Not grandiose that involve big payments. Just simple, adventure, enjoyment. One you can look back on and won’t see huge voids of waiting or spectators of our lives.

Pretty simple really, you dig down deep and write down what you think you are missing. Not why, but what you are missing. Time is a pretty hot commodity. If you were to block out every week from now until your eightieth birthday, it would be a graph you could fit on one page. Factor in work, spare time gets even smaller.

So, maybe you hate Mondays, or it arrives and all you do is mentally check off all the time you wasted. Whether it was watching TV, surfing the internet, daunting tasks that have built up. It is painful.

Now that list, if today was your last day, or no other Mondays were going to arrive, what would you do? Where do your thought go on Monday and you look back on those two days? What is it you pine for? The, I was gonna check out that new store, or I was gonna drive to the waters edge and see what it looks like this time of year. The conversations you overhear that mention something you were gonna do.

Myself, I’ve only done the self directed day solo, a few times. I put alot of things off because my likes aren’t the same as others and I thought alone wouldn’t be good enough. I can tell you this, I went one afternoon to little off the road places I had heard about. I never spent a cent. I browsed and lounged and followed every whim my mind thought of. I smiled alot that day, by myself. My Monday arrived and I was relaxed. My weekend wasn’t a total bust. It was self care and i didn’t even know it! I put my weeks in a chart, that visual openned my eyes.