Usually, I’d have sat down and hammered out goals and aspirations for the next 12 months by now. What’s a new skill I want to learn? What bad habit will I break? What new place will I travel to? This year has been different.

Usually, I feel like I have a lot of learning to do. I need a kick in the pants. Some changes need to be made. It’s time to buckle down and focus. It’s not that I don’t, but this year has been different.

This time around, I didn’t wait for landmark dates to make changes, to initiate movement, or strive for a better me.

This time around, when I sat down to hash out next year’s goals, I came up empty. Not because I don’t have any, but because the momentum is already there and the goals are already in place. I don’t have anything new.

Usually, I would say something like, “Go on an adventure.” This time I say, “Have more adventure.” It’s not, “Go someplace new.” It’s, “Keep going.” Usually it’s, “Read 12 books.” This time it’s, “Keep reading what inspires you.”

Sometimes I pick a theme for the year. “Intention” was one, “Adventure” was another. “Solitude,” “Peace,” and “Reflection” were others. They were all chosen to keep me focused on what I needed to be doing, how I should do it, and feelings that I was trying to cultivate in my life.

“Adventure” seems a good theme for this year, but it doesn’t feel significant enough. This year was a fantastic display of adventure. I did things that I never before thought my body could do. I set adventure goals and I didn’t stop working until I accomplished them. Each tick mark of completion immediately was followed up by the next aspiration.

So, this year “adventure” seems just a little trite. Not quite enough. This year, the theme is “More.”

More expanding my comfort zone.

More organized.

More good food.

More nutrition.

More travel.

More pushing my boundaries.

More meeting people.

More experiences.

More writing.

More exploring.

More photos.

More adventure.

Just more.