What times and experiences have made you feel like you've really been living and what way would you describe the feeling or thinking involved in it? Is it a product of reflection or realisation, after the fact or something you feel during the crucial point or period ahead of any reflection? Do you feel like you're life is passing by unlived?
I've been wondering about this lately, I feel like I sacrifice a lot of my life to my work, although I dont think my work is as important or worthwhile as I once did, but I've not strong idea about what I would be doing with my life instead or any idea of any unfulfilled wishes or aspirations from childhood, you know like a dream job or partner you've not found or had?
Although what has really prompted this has been two things, how much I'm looking forward to the new season of House MD and how much I'm looking forward to my next holiday, I was left thinking for a moment that if those are the highlights of my life perhaps I'm not really living, a TV show, even if its great is just a TV show, a holiday, even if its great is what? Two weeks out of a year maybe?
The times when I've felt like I've really been living have, ironically, not always been the greatest moments, for instance dating a lot of people and not finding happiness with any of them or finding anything steady, more difficult work which caused me greater doubts about myself, studies in a university with a lot of people who I hadnt a lot in common with. Stuff like that. Lots of memories which make me positively cringe and wish I could erase them for good. On the other hand there's lengthy stretches, possibly the last five years or so, when I can hardly remember anything of note at all.
What's everyone's thoughts and feelings on this topic?