When Does Devotion Become Obsession? (And How Would You Even Know?)
I woke up at 3 AM excited to blog. Then I debated whether I really needed to shower. This is my honest look at the line between healthy passion and quiet obsession.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
The massive difference between lonely isolation and the restorative, absolutely necessary power of solitude.
I woke up at 3 AM excited to blog. Then I debated whether I really needed to shower. This is my honest look at the line between healthy passion and quiet obsession.
In the past 18 months, the pressure to find a partner vanished. I didn’t expect to feel relieved about being single in my 50s. But here I am, quietly freed from a game I never wanted to play.
I can stand in front of 30 students and teach with total confidence. But put a beer in my hand at a party, and I crumble. Why do competent professionals still feel awkward socially?
I needed 3,000 yen for groceries. As I watched a car drive by, three 1,000 yen bills literally materialized from under it. This is my story of unexplainable coincidences.
Sanctuary isn’t just a place. It is the feeling of exhaling after holding your breath all day. For me, it is a 4 AM walk. Where is the one place where you can finally stop performing?
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.
For 20 years, my wife was my reality check. When she left, I lost my mirror. Now, 552 days into living alone, I have to perform my own daily audits to make sure I haven’t disappeared.
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 …