I didn’t set goals this year

hey there, It’s April, and here’s something I didn’t expect to say this year. I didn’t set any goals. No word of the year. No carefully mapped-out plan. No moment in January where I declared who I was becoming and how I was going to get there. Just… nothing. And surprisingly, everything is still moving. For a long time, I believed that goals were the structure holding everything together. That if I didn’t define where I was going, I’d drift. That progress required clarity, direction, and...