The power of hindsight.
You look back and think about all the things you could have accomplished if you’d just had your shit together. If you knew then what you know now, right?
Well, you didn’t.
And you couldn’t anyway—because the only way to know what you know now is by going through all the shit you went through then.
Next month I’ll be 42.
Believe me, I’ve spent my share of time coming to terms with why and how my life didn’t turn out anything like what I’d thought back in high school. Then again, few of us grew up in households training us for the mundane realities of life in a debt-driven economy.
This is the foundation of mid-life crisis.
We leave high school with an artificial vision of what life could or should be. 20 years later, we realize a lot of that was bullshit. And not that our parents could have known better. They had access to even less information than we do.
The point is this. If you’re waking up to the idea there should be more to life than this—whatever that is—that’s a good thing. Feel like you could have accomplished so much more in your 20s or 30s or 40s? If only you knew then what you know now?
Guess what. You’ve got another 30, 40, 50, even 60-plus years left in you.
You know it now.
Time to get intentional.