I am 26 years old, and am already contemplating how to get out of the rat race. After spending a weekend on a lake in Indiana with M and some friends, tubing, boating, swimming and enjoying the country life, I am wondering if I am doing things all wrong. I have only this one life, and I am spending it stressing out and trying to accomplish unseen goals. Not only do I try to accomplish too much in too little time, but I neglect my family and loved ones while trying to push past the person next to me in a race leading nowhere.
As someone who is 26 and has already had ulcers and the shingles due to stress, I am beginning to understand how a slower pace of life might not be such a bad thing. In fact, I think I might not be able to really survive a fast pace.
In the end, will it matter if I have the best job, as long as I have a job? Will it matter if I have the biggest home on the best piece of real estate, as long as I have a home? Will it matter if I have the brightest kids going to the best schools, as long as they are healthy and have strong moral compasses?
It is amazing how little I am beginning to want all the materialistic things I used to dream about. Increasingly, I am wishing for a more simple and peaceful life.
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