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GoalPhobia

Many people have adverse reactions to goals and goal-setting, so this time of year naturally sets off a planet-encompassing wave of cringing. I must admit I cringe a bit, too, but I like me more when I'm accomplishing something. And for that--to be content with myself, to know I've done my best, to know that opportunities didn't slip me by out of fear or just plain laziness--having goals, objectives, resolutions, whatever, is worth it. I may not achieve everything on my list, but at least I know I wasn't afraid to shoot for those stars.

In a comment,  merebrillante reminded me that life is a journey, not a destination, something I agree with. But (you knew there was going to be a caveat, didn't you?), there's a whole lot of wander-room between sitting in your house, turning in circles, and the life where every last detail is planned and every second is accounted for.  I don't want to wander aimlessly, nor do I want to be a slave to some master plan; but I do want to get the most out of my journey and to do that, a minimum of planning helps more than it hinders. 

YMMV.

Whatever your hopes and dreams and goals are for the coming year, I hope it is a happy, prosperous one filled with laughter, good times, learning, and growth.