Finding Balance in Alone Time
Even with friends, there is a hidden cost to constantly “adjusting” ourselves. Solitude is the only time we can stop performing. Here is why I crave the silence of the farm.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
How our definition of quality time naturally moves away from loud adventures toward peaceful, undisturbed sanctuaries as we get older.
Even with friends, there is a hidden cost to constantly “adjusting” ourselves. Solitude is the only time we can stop performing. Here is why I crave the silence of the farm.
I caught myself rushing through my morning walk, calculating how soon I could start being “productive.” Even my free time felt like something I had to justify. When did being busy become a badge of honor?
I chose the username “OldDogZeroTricks” as a warning to my teammates. It means expect enthusiasm, not miracles. Here is why I still play chaotic shooter games at 57, even with slower reflexes.
After five hours of digging sweet potatoes, I did not rest. I went straight to the computer. It is not discipline. It is a pull. Here is how I handle a passion that refuses to let go.
I walked to 7-Eleven twice in one hour, just for the coffee. A few years ago, that would have seemed like inefficient time management. Today, it was a precious, unhurried choice. Are you noticing your need to rush starting to ease?
Quality time means different things to us at different ages. This is what quality time looks like in my 50s and how it’s changed from my younger years. Solitude has …
When overthinking kicks in and your mood drops, you’ve probably tried scrolling, snacking, or analyzing your way out of it. Here’s my simple reminder to just turn up some music. I’ve added a current Spotify playlist, too.