Where Do We Go From Here
On my last euro trip to Scotland, we came upon this sign in Edinburgh that said, "Where do we go from here?". At the time, it felt annoyingly poignant. But this question keeps popping up in the last 48 days since I've been back in America. To be honest, I have been struggling. I feel lost. Like a sail without a mast. Feeling like I have no direction, no belonging, and sometimes like no purpose. I do not like it. At all. I was spoiled over the past year. I was challenged daily and pushed outside of my comfort zone in one way or another. I no longer feel challenged and boy is it boring. I've questioned several times if this is just 'normal' and I no longer know what that looks or feels like. Even before the MBA, I was running at a pace faster than most as we were in a 24/7 manufacturing schedule. Talking to Rebecca a few days ago she also mentioned not being able to 'rest' either. It feels like what I imagine the come down from a high is. I've b