Well, Now What Am I Going To Do?

I have a rather peculiar quirk (or at least it seems to be peculiar to me) that I call ‘trapeze living’. By that I mean I tend to live from, well, I won’t say from moment to moment, but between short-term goals. I will be strangely focused on a short-term goal, putting most of my attention on getting there, even setting aside long-term goals (I have difficulties with those, anyway). It’s like I’m swinging across on a trapeze and not thinking about reaching the tent pole at the other side, but just about the next swing. Well, I mean you’ve got to, if you’re not going to plunge to your doom, but there’s that moment when you’ve safely hanging on that next swing but don’t quite see where the next swing toward your goal is hanging. So you teeter back and forth a while looking for what will lead you forward. And that’s kind of where I am. Oh, I’ve got things to do, of course, but I’ve got no exciting goal to throw ahead that will lead me farther down the timeline, no carrot on the stick, as such. I’m kind of stuck living in the present (not a bad thing, really) and it makes me antsy, and to be honest, a little bored. You could say I’m living from crisis to crisis, or from peak to peak, depending on how you look at the ‘goals’. So, what can I do now? Well, I can write a post about it. And now I’ve at least got content for today.