When was the last time you apologized for something, even something small, and truly meant it? I did that yesterday and it was a good, humbling experience. It quieted my brain for a bit, and made me very conscious of those around me and my effect on them. I didn’t do anything major, just got a bit stressed and didn’t retain my usual level of patience, but it felt really good to apologize, and then step back to acknowledge that I’m far from perfect. Sometimes, I can get stuck on autopilot and be a bit oblivious to my surroundings. Maybe it’s an introvert thing, I dunno.
Also, I’ve been craving quiet, deep conversation lately. Not debate about politics or religion, something much more philosophical. What value is there in the way our culture works? Where do I belong in the big picture, and how can I be happy there? Where do I hope to be in 10 years, and with all the unknowns, how can I feel confident that I’ll get there, or at least close? How do other people determine their goals; what influences them? How many of our daily decisions are conscious? Does intrinsic motivation really exist?
I’m always full of questions. Always.








