I freaking love goals. But there’s an art to it.
Writing frequently on Medium has been a bit of a goal. OK, I’m trying to do it daily. I said it.
It’s a good challenge to think about what’s in my head and write it down. Write it down in a way that might be enjoyable for others. Why not just write for myself? I’ve tried that. I do it for about a week. I really love doing things that have the possibility of helping others and not just myself. Not sure if anyone else feels that. But I don’t want this to be a personal journal either (I originally used the word diary but realized what I was doing there). I don’t have anything against journals and know they are one of the best things people can do for themselves. I’m interested in trying to relate with others to then try and process thoughts and experiences for myself and maybe, just maybe, someone else nods in understanding. Maybe I’m being selfish actually. I don’t know.
Some days I need goals that are super small, such as make the rice. Other days, I need to have broken down a much bigger goal into smaller chunks. I’m really trying to balance out and hone those big ones right now. Hopefully more insights on that later.
But I do know that it feels good to have published something everyday. Checkbox marked.
