I don’t know if anyone else feels like me. I don’t know if it’s a guy thing. I don’t know much at all.
I do know that as busy as I am, as much as I have going on – I still feel restless. It was this idea of time being ripped from under my feet. A New Year begins in January and by Halloween I could always be heard saying “where did this year go?”
One of the reasons I started to do something with my writing, with comedy, with music – anything – was just the simple act of doing helped to keep some of the restless anxiety demons away. It’s like exercise. I’m not going to get to single digit body fat overnight (or ever), but the act of being more deliberate in what I eat and exercise helps quell the feeling of missing out or the dreaded word “should”. It’s not about body fat – it’s simply about feeling better.
I read this interesting article on The Art of Manliness that I thought sums it up nicely. What do you think?
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