The rat on the treadmill is not living, he's running in circles!
Day 37/366 days Towards Self-Mastery. Mood: content
At my worst I had no concept of the natural rhythms all around me. My head was down, my butt was up and I was following the plan.
The plan to get educated, the plan to find a partner, the plan to advance my career, the plan to accumulate assets, the plan to take an annual holiday, the plan to save for retirement, the plan to buy a new car, the plan to build a business, the plan to get rich.
My body I treated as a machine. My plan was to get through each day and achieve my plans before it wore out. That wearing out is what we call retirement.
Then one day I woke up to all this BS and realised that this plan wasn't my plan at all. In fact, this was a poor excuse for living if ever there was one. This was the proverbial rat on the treadmill and the prospect of spending my whole life like this made me feel positively ill.