So we all practice reinvention because we all change, all the time. If by sloth powered thinking we are not changing, then we are dying and it won’t be a pretty or enjoyable or short death.
In our teens and twenties most of us are inventing ourselves so fast and furiously that we do not have time to recognize everything we “seem” to be. In our thirties and forties with families, we are busy working at our careers or our families or both. Iscthere time for any self actualizing?
In our forties and fifties we find ourselves wanting. Wanting more of who we really are, wanting more of our dreams to be shinning through each day.
Each day a little progress. Our sixties? I am just getting to work on that. It is about the journey.