Now, I’m only 33, which I don’t recon is all that old so why therefore am I getting urges to do loads of crazy things and also worrying that I’m not making enough of a difference to the world? In the last few weeks I’ve been thinking about doing a parachute jump, buying a motorbike and learning to fly. I’d like to do all those things, and whilst I’m at it quit my job and go full time with a band or be a record producer. However some of the things on my list seem a tad unreachable.
Perhaps another worrying sign is that I’ve finally started Stephen Coveys “the 8th habbit” and I’m actually enjoying it. It does make you realise that there might be more to managing people than sending emails all day long. Ah well, back to flight simulator if I can clear enough space amidst the pizza boxes to place my joystick, if the kids hav’nt broken it. Aghh…..