Where do We Go From Here?
Out my front door. That's not my car.
NOTE: Today is the first day of posting to “Walk to Work.” I’m not sure why the photos are overexposed.
What am I doing? What am I not doing?
Today I kept thinking “I never get to do what I want to do any more, and I always do what I need to and have to.” I remembered Steve Martin line from “Parenthood:”
My whole life is ‘have to’
I don’t like being so negative, but I just couldn’t shake it. Then I wondered “what would I do right now if I had endless cash and endless time… what would I choose to do?”
I didn’t have an answer.
There there’s the problem: For the most part, I don’t know what I want to do any more. Dreams and hopes are mostly gone. My Superego has used the “Hammer of Guilt” without discretion to smash anything I want to do that does not help someone else.
My ID wants to do things it shouldn’t — that’s the nature of id. My Superego plays control-freak life-cop and just shuts my id down completely. There are people I miss who I’m not supposed to miss. There are things I want to do that don’t lead directly to profit or some family goal. Superego Cop squashes all of that.
