The instructor was leading the class through exercises designed to produce a set of individual goals and plans. It was Thursday morning and I was attending mandatory post-license training for new real estate agents in Birmingham.
“What do you want?” she said again. “Write it in a specific way. Do you want to be rookie of the year? Imagine yourself accepting that award. Do you want to hit a certain financial goal? Be specific.”
I started typing. I named a couple of goals. They seemed to be the sorts of things other people around me were excited about.
And then it hit me. I didn’t want the things I had just written down. I was in a group of about 20 people, most of whom seemed to want those things, so it was easy to fall into accepting their goals as obvious and right.

I’d like to help change the world, but politics is no longer my hobby
‘Self government’ means you govern yourself, not obey your neighbors
Watching a friend’s happy family makes me feel pangs of jealousy
Pretty much everyone shrugs at my most life-changing discovery
The Alien Observer podcast heads to Planet Earth in weeks to come
Narcissists use ‘flying monkeys’ to keep victimizing their victims
I can’t find the balance between expecting too much and too little
Love & Hope — Episode 9: