It all came together on New Year's Eve. The fresh beginning of a new year. The addressing of personal issues that long needed resolution. The growing stress that transforms an opportunity into a chore. The growing sense of time fleeting. The sudden alignment of personal stars that signals a change.
Time to put The Bell Curve to bed.
I know this compilation of feelings. I've had it before, most notably 20 years ago when I gave up teaching at UC Irvine. The teaching juices were drying up. Creativity was buried in my files. So was enthusiasm. I was no longer satisfying my toughest critic: me.
When that takes place, it is time to take a hard look — especially when the stress of deadlines turns simple tasks into projects shouting for attention. The days of writing an 800-word column weekly in a few hours instead of a few days are over. The effort is beginning to take time and energy sorely needed elsewhere.