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.

Does every loss of love finally become a case of ‘sour grapes’?
My own question now faced me: ‘Would a healthy person do that?’
Love & Hope — Episode 2:
We who believe life has meaning have lost war for modern culture
After last month’s weight freakout, something’s shifted in my attitude
Tradeoffs about values leave me feeling like ‘double-minded man’
AUDIO: Now is a time to take risk, not the time to be stopped by fear
Tools don’t make you great artist, but tools can change how you feel
State-based ‘aid culture’ makes people believe they’re entitled to other people’s money