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I remember it clearly as if it were yesterday…
It was in the early 2000s, in the month of November, on a sunny afternoon. (I know, how cliché, but it really was sunny that afternoon.)
It was a really strange time of my life because I wasn’t working, having left the only “real job” of my adult life almost a year earlier. Well, I was sort of working with some startup that had big dreams, but I wasn’t getting paid for it, and frankly, I was just going through the motions with it and with life as a whole. I really had no drive to do anything, no motivation, nothing whatsoever. Of course I would’ve “liked” to have the symbols of success (nice care, nice pad, money, etc.) if they were bestowed to me by some benevolent “genie”, but really, that obviously wasn’t happening. Not only did I NOT have the desire or the motivation to pursue these things, but honestly, I didn’t think I had the capability of attaining them either if I were to pursue them.
Now, of course I know that the pursuit of material things is a road to nowhere, but really, if I had been pursuing these things, at least I would’ve been passionate about SOMETHING, and have been moving in SOME direction. In my case, I was just standing still doing nothing.
The thing was, I wasn’t lazy, nor was I depressed. I was just simply devoid of any desire for anything in life. I just didn’t care. I was bereft of any inspiration to do anything at all.
Was I happy?
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