Think about the type of person you’d NEVER want to be 5 years from now. Write out your own personal recipe to prevent this from happening and commit to following it. “Thought is the seed of action.”
What is my nightmare?
Earlier this year, I was seriously concerned that in five years time what I’d be is dead. But the black dog isn’t howling in my ears so much anymore, and I believe I can keep it at bay.
So assuming that we’re talking about my life in 5 years’ time, this is who I really, really don’t want to be:
I don’t want to be a corporate drone. I don’t want to give up on my own ideas, my own plans.
That, more than anything else, is the nightmare. The endless, grey, banal nightmare.