On Sunday I used the good weather for a walk. The fresh air was good, but a little bit too cold. Well, it could have been worse. I walked the Porsche track. A route around my neighborhood village that includes the local Porsche dealership and a racing team specializing on old Porsches.
As I walked past the cars and checked out what was new inside, I realized how close I have got to one of my goals. Fascinating. The time is flying, incredible. But the closer we get to our goals, the more strange it feels. I look at the cars and wonder how many years it will still take. Three? Four? One? And then? Will this journey end? Will I be satisfied? Will I be happy?
The truth is, I will not. Not entirely. But life will be better! I will have learned a good lesson about life. A lesson I had to learn. A life without goals doesn’t make sense. But goals alone doesn’t make a good life. It’s the balance we have to find. We need to do whatever we want. Whatever we desire.
I dream about this day. The day I will own my first Porsche. It’s just a car, I know. But for me personally, it is so much more than just that. It’s a goal I will have reached. I have proved myself that everything is possible. And so, life suddenly makes sense again.
Honestly, I love my life. It’s just so awesome. Of course it could be better! But it could also be worse. I am healthy. I have a job that I like. I work on my goals 24/7. Life is good with my goals in sight.
See you next time!