There are times in our lives that I think we have those moments of complete self-awareness. One look in the mirror to see that you might think you still look 30, but you don’t. A second where you realize that although there are things you’ve done well, you are neither the best or the worst at your craft. You just are.

For me, I go into motion but I’m not sure that is always forward progress. There is a difference. For others, there is paralysis. It’s what makes us human. Which way do we go?

This isn’t meant to be a melancholy post but I have been thinking about a lot of stuff recently. Most importantly is how we have a nation mired in situational depression from an emotional standpoint. Long-term unemployment is debilitating. People, some in the twilight of their years, looking at changing careers. The divisive nature of our media is another thing I watch. In some ways, we live in a society that uses the term “but” a lot when it comes to new approaches to change.

I see things more than just black and white contrasts.

For me, I decompress watching horror (I am a delightful weirdo), sports and thinking that most likely the best ideas right now have to be completely outside of the box. Mainly, because the boxes of days of old don’t exist anymore.

Isn’t it about changing the game?

Quick thoughts on a gray Monday morning that don’t really go anywhere but are on my mind nonetheless.