I remember the day, sometime mid-way through my career, that I was in a Canadian Tire (imagine a large hardware/sports/dept) store, looking around and not wanti

I remember the day, sometime mid-way through my career, that I was in a Canadian Tire (imagine a large hardware/sports/dept) store, looking around and not wanting anything. It was a very notable and strange feeling. In that moment I wanted to want something. Today I still want to want things, as meaningful things are not so plentiful. My mistake is in not doing more things I enjoy, or taking up things that I would or could enjoy. I don't have to be strictly a workaholic, providing for family and/or making the world a better place. Don't get me wrong, my work is challenging and satisfying, but it's still work, not life.