That’s it! I’m done with looking over my shoulder, leaning in, and reaching out. I’m done with putting my best foot forward, keeping up, showing up, and shaping up. I’m done with doing the work, checking in, and circling back. I am going to sit in a comfortable chair and read.
I’m in the doghouse today. I left the back door unlocked, the fridge open, the stove on, and all of our passports somewhere in the mall, or the park, or a coffee shop.
That breast cancer awareness poster says, “Behind every breast is a heart.”
—I shit you not.
—I just got a customer satisfaction survey from a company where I’ve never been a customer.
—So tell them you’re not satisfied.
As far as I’m concerned that would be just throwing yourself away—not even trying.
[ …What’s the song? Answer! ]
Let’s be straight with each other: neither of us could explain the Doppler Effect to an incurious child—and there’s really no point pretending otherwise.
—How many hammocks do you have?
If I let go of everything that’s holding me back, what would I do with all the empty space?
—You can’t say “last day” instead of “yesterday,” but you can say “last year.” But “yesteryear” doesn’t mean the year before the current one. Who’s in charge of this stuff?
—Good question. I guess it’s one of those ‘everyone and no one’ situations.