When I was in college, I frequently rode the campus shuttle bus between classes.
This is about as pedestrian an experience (or, truthfully, anti-pedestrian) as you can have.
But every so often, it was elevated into something more.
This morning, I got some news I was hoping I wouldn’t get.
For the purpose of this article, the details of the situation are unimportant.
What is important, though, was my reaction to it.
After a year of classes, this past weekend brought my graduation performance for my improv comedy experience.
George Costanza taught us that it’s best to go out on a high note.
Sadly, I did not.
Note: This article is the next step in my challenge to find joy in something — anything — every day for 30 days. Today’s entry is part 18. Six months or so ago, I was listening to an old Tim Ferriss podcast interview with Scott Adams, the creator of the comic strip, “Dilbert.” When asked about the different aspects […]
As much as I rely on routine, I think it’s wise to tweak it every once in awhile.
For nearly two years, I’ve eaten the same thing every weekday for lunch: Tuna salad and lentil vegetable soup.
But that changes today.