I haven't posted in a while. Actually, I haven't done much of anything noteworthy in a while. I have not had any fire for anything in a while. I don't know why this happens, but it just does some times. I call it my pilot light going out.
I have known it was going on for a while now. I can feel it. Wednesday somebody else finally noticed. A friend of mine at work asked me what was wrong. I asked them what they meant, and they said I wasn't myself lately. I told them I really didn't know. I wish I did. I hate being this way. When my pilot light is burning, I am excited about things, creative. Not lately.
Don't get me wrong. I still function. I do my job, and do the things I have to do to get by. The problem is I am just going through the motions. That makes things worse, because I can do better. Maybe it is a mid life crisis. I am 44 years old now. The thing that bothers me is I look at my life, and I am reminded of all of the things I could have done, and should have done, but didn't. When you reach my age, you realize that a lot of your dreams for the future will more than likely be just that, dreams.
I have a wonderful life, a decent (but not great) job, and a tremendous family. That in itself should keep the fire burning. I wake up in the morning though and muddle through the day. One day seems just like the next. Even writing this blog tonight is a chore, when it used to be fun. I'm hoping that by writing it down, something will click, and I will find something to light the fire again. Unfortunately I keep coming back to where I started, caught in a rut.
I may wake up this morning with a new outlook, but it hasn't happened in a while. Maybe some flash of inspiration wil hit me. Maybe I will find a new goal to kick start me. I just don't know. I know it is driving me crazy. I have asked several of my closest friends for prayer, which is something I never do. I feel guilty asking people to pray for me, I have already been blessed. I just need something to get my fire lit again.
Maybe it all goes back to my being such an interim type of guy. I have always been just good enough at things, but never really good at anything. I take that back, I was really good at music way back when, but let that talent dry up. I don't even have the desire to sing any more, and could not tell you the last time I even thought about playing an instrument. I don't even feel like writing any more.
Maybe it has something to do with my not achieving my latest goals. I have seen my battle with my weight slow down dramatically. I am still losing, but have gone from losing weight noticeably to losng weight painfully slow. Maybe it has to do with the fact I had set a goal for myself last year to be doing something other than working in a factory by July 4th this year, and not being even remotely close to doing that. I just don't know.
I do know that something has to give. I cannot keep on going through the motions like I have been. I have to get that fire burning again.
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