I've realized a concept about my job and our lives that I didn't quite see coming at this age. There comes a point where you cannot protect the people you love from things, no matter how hard you try.
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It Takes Two Hands to Clap
Essentially, it's kind of like saying it takes two to tango. Two hands to clap=everyone has a part to play in what happens. After all, it's never really just one person or one thing that plays into an outcome, it's usually a lot of little things. At least two.
The End of a Year of “Yes”
Two years ago I decided to make it a year of yes. Then it became two years. Then two and a half. Today, in my third year of college and not without a whole lot of hesitation or deliberation, I’m changing my mind. Today, I’m saying no.
Legally… Adulting?
Now that’s I’m 21, the question is, what changes? Maybe I’ll go out to the bars and wildly dancing on tables every day for the rest of the quarter. Either that, or I’ll participate in as many daygers as I possibly can because legally, there’s no reason for me to get in trouble now. So of course I’m going to go for it, I mean what else am I supposed to do?
Have You Heard of FISH?
Have you ever heard of the FISH philosophy? Trust me, it'll change the way you see things. Four easy steps:
Redefining Expectations
Photo by Saad Chaudhry on Unsplash I was awake to see 11:11 PM last night and all I could wish was to be asleep. Because I was very ready for bed. I was just waiting for my mind to agree with me. But once it did, I got at least eight hours of sleep last night, and let…Read more Redefining Expectations
Breaking Glass and Broken-in Shoes
Ignorance isn't always bliss. But it can be a chance to step back, listen up, and learn something.
An Aside–A Life Obliged
So about that poem I just posted yesterday—if you haven’t read it, check it out here before reading this. I don't usually do posts like this, but I feel an explanation and understanding is due. This is it.
A Life Obliged–An Original Poem
So, I promised you something today. It’s National Poetry Month and this poem holds a whole lot of meaning for me.
Right Thing, Wrong Time?
There’s both the carpe diem idea of “why not just go for it and figure it out later” and the realistic “you can’t fit a circle into a hole made for a square.” See where I’m at? I don’t know if either one is universally correct.
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