Hardly ever. Maybe in broad terms, but nothing along the lines of “Here’s where I want to be in five years… ten years.” That strictness and discipline has escaped me, and I’ve always been averse to moving through life with blinders on, anyway. That has always seemed like a set-up for stress and disappointment and an overly regimented, even self-centered way of going through life.
At this stage of things, any goal I set has more to do with getting the lawn mowed or completing some small project, or getting some steps in so my watch doesn’t offer up its motivational drivel disguised as back-handed compliments.
