I have hit an existential cul-de-sac. I simply don’t need much of anything these days. I don’t need material things, in fact I feel like I still have too much. All the things and experiences I’ve wanted I have had. Years ago I made a list of all the things that I wanted to own or do, and I’ve ticked off everything on the list and then some. The only real thing lacking is people to share it with, and that for the most part I’m either screwing up or has screwed itself up.
I feel in part I’m mired by a lack of passion or imagination. I simply don’t know where to go from here.