Cue up the Barenaked Ladies and ask yourself what you'd do if you had a million dollars (aside from being rich).
Ultimately, the question being how would you spend your days if money wasn't an issue?
The questions that immediately catches you next burns with uncertainty--at least for me--what would make me happy?
Well, gee. I've never thought of it that way. For as long as I can remember, I've been running from school to work to practice or rehearsal, looking for progress for successes' sake.
What would make me happy???
I like winning a lot. I like to succeed... But frankly, when faced with the REAL opportunity to pick happiness without any of the usual obstacles, I find it immensely disappointing that I have managed to put success before happiness--that happiness doesn't rank as success in its own right.
Maybe it's that I don't see happiness as a progression to anything, as a tangible or demonstrable success. Being happy should just be, should just happen. But it doesn't, not for me or many others in my goal oriented generation.
At the end of the day, we're seeking approval, still mulling over the little successes and failures of the day.
So, what's holding us back???
The face in the mirror? The horse with no name? Maybe. But really, what it comes down to is confidence.
