I have recently been doing something where every month I write down 30 goals of mine. They range from brushing my teeth everyday, to developing a more positive outlook on life.
Some I achieve, some I don’t. I’m pretty flexible with my goals, if I don’t every day or not even in the month, that’s fine.
It’s more about setting goals, having a goal in mind, that I can work towards. It’s about concretely defining them and working towards them. I hang the list where I store my clothes, so I see them at least once a day. They remind me where I am in life and where I want to be.
At the end of the month, I read the list and reflect. I pat myself on the back for the ones I fulfill, and then put the ones I don’t, either on the list for the next month, or forget it. It’s not about getting them checked off the list for me, it’s about having a sense of purpose, having a vision of the future.
I may not know what I want to be doing in life, what job I want, but I do have a good sense of the person I want to be and the people I want to have around me.
For now, that’s more than enough.
This list thing isn’t large, it doesn’t even make me a 100 percent better person, but I like to think that just by writing it, it already makes me better.
It’s a commitment to myself to be better, to not cheat myself, and to forever move forwards. It’s enough.