Comes a time when how we’ve been doing something becomes old-hat, familiar, habitual.
Do we stop often enough, examine those things? Do they still makes sense?
Did they ever?
One habit I’ve been focusing thought on, long ingrained habit, is whether or not what people think of me is important. It used to matter. Lots. Now, not so much. Not saying I’m cavalier all of a sudden – in fact, very little has changed in what I do. Or how I do it. Little change in how I deal with people – except my posture. That seems a larger difference than I first realized. Time for that being important has passed. I feel some relief in that. Probably more a waste of energy than anything else …