I need to sleep more. I need to workout more. I need to work on that presentation for work. I need to book meetings for that conference in two weeks. I need to send thank you cards to the people I met last week. I need to finish that house project so I can have my own space at home. I need to check email. I need to review the sales pipeline. I need to call that prospect. I need to find more prospects. I need to go up on the roof because of all the rain we’ve gotten lately.
I need to write more. I need to read more. I need to keep tracking my progress. I need to be a good father and I need spend more time with B. I need to spend more time at the office. I need to spend less time at the office. I need to love my wife more today than every other day. I need to make more money. I need to fix up the house. I need to finish this post before B wakes up. I need to make breakfast.
I need to go on an artist date with myself. I need to work on my self-care exercises. I need to do my Morning Pages every day. I need to schedule my workouts. I need to sign up for another race. I need to find another race. I need to see a doctor about my knee. I need to get back on the bike, and I need to tune it up first. I need to check that text message about my dentist’s appointment. I need to start prepping for that course I’m teaching next month.
I need to clean the kitchen. And the litter box. And vacuum the hallway. And pick up the toys. And clean off the counter. I need to take the trash cans out to the curb and I need to remember to pull the car completely into the garage so bird poop doesn’t accumulate on the trunk and rear windshield.
I need to relax more and I need to be myself more often. I need to figure out who I am and what makes me happy. I need to make a list of these needs and I need to remember to do them. Need. Need. Need. Lots of needs. I need to find a way to buy an airplane and I need to make sure B has a wonderful life of opportunities and happiness. I need, need, need. I’m tired of need. Tired, tired, tired of need.