I really struggle with down-time. I don’t know what to do with myself if I’m not working, and shamefully this has bled into my role as a father.
Sitting with my children, my head drifts off to work, books, writing… what can I do next to get ahead, what is the next thing.
What a horrible prison to throw myself into. Giving up my presence with my children thinking about a reality that will never come. Not the reality of the achievement of my daydreams… these things may well come true, but instead the reality of the satisfaction of achieving these things, there will always be thirst. Imagine I become a millionaire, I’ll then want to be a multi millionaire, then a 100 millionaire, then a billionaire. The thirst robs me of my time with my children. Unless I address it I’ll regret it.
“This is what life looks like: people who love each other, a home. You should take a moment, feel it.” — Professor X to old man Logan.
There’s a scene in the last Wolverine movie, ‘Logan’, where a mentally failing Charles Xavier tells Logan to take in the moment, instead of always running.
If we spend our whole life being everywhere but here, have we really been here at all?