I will be turning 42 in a fortnight. I have begun to realize that the life is turning out to be too predictable for me. My intuitive skills are getting better with every passing year. And maybe in a few years, I will be a Nostradamus for myself.
This feeling of predictability holds true at work as well. I do not believe the feeling of ’predictability’ is synonymous with boredom or about the repetitive nature of work.
This could be due to several reasons:
a. I may be getting realistic about my skills and capabilities.
b. I may be limiting my expectations from self.
c. I may be having a completely new version of how to lead my life henceforth.
d. My feelings may be symptomatic of a mid-life crisis.
e. It may be that 40s are the time when we may be having the best of all the three brains- head, heart, and gut. And hence able to recall my journey till now and foresee what is yet to unfold.
I will be keen to come back on this topic in a few years, maybe just around when I will be 50 years old.