The worst thing for a man
is when there is nothing to do,
and no future.
Only 75 shopping days left till Christmas!! (I wonder how many people know why I said that.)
If anyone cares to do it, defining one's life can be a tough, brass knuckle thing to do. There was a famous acting teacher of the past who used to say to his class on the first day, "If you want to be an actor you're going to spend the rest of your life looking for work. If you can't deal with that you might as well walk out of here right now."
As I look back on my life I realize that my goals were very simple ones. As a vagabond theatre actor it was usually to get the next job. I didn't think about any long range goals.
Some people work their lives in order to retire. I never planned to retire, but physical problems forced me to, and now I'm faced with the dilemma of identifying myself, my life and my future.
The future comes in two forms: the short term and the long term. For many people the short term future is today. The goal is to get through the day. For others it's to get through the week, to get to the next pension check, to get the Christmas shopping done.
But what about the long term future. So now I'm retired. So What? I don't have to look for a job. What should I do? For many people the goal is retirement, but retirement comes with a problem. This is where the brass knuckles come into play. If your goal in life is to retire and you've achieved it, what's left? Death?
I'm still alive (thank you) and so my life is moving along. But to where is it moving? And why?
To have a future, but to have no idea at all what it is, means there is no goal.
I am grateful that these brass knuckles hit me gently in the jaw because now I am thinking about a goal, goals, a future, a long range future, instead of a colorful but troubled past.
DB - The Vagabond