MY LIFE, LESS AS A WORKER, MORE AS A PERSON
I am either a bad writer or a narcissist who cannot manage to sum myself up in a sentence.
I am most comfortable barefoot.
I swim a lot and therefore eat a lot.
I am prone to deep appreciation for trees.
If I could live anywhere, it would be in a coral reef.
I am intensely curious, which has made picking a straight and narrow career path very challenging.
I love interviewing people because I love asking questions.
I love animals because I am one.
I love building brands because I love coming up with a vision and a story to fit needs or opportunities in society.
You couldn’t pay me enough to base my life decisions on how much I am paid.
I acknowledge my white male privilege.
I don’t believe in absolute truth and quickly turn up my nose at anything that claims such a title.
I grow happier and sadder every day because I believe real happiness requires both joy and sorrow.
I love my family.
There is a robin outside the window.
It is almost spring.
Not a horoscope guy, but I was born the day after baby Jesus. (He always steals my thunder!)
Often red to due to salt water or sun exposure.
Not enough to play football, just enough to fail at flying.
Always struggled with math and never liked roller coasters, anyway.
this day and every day's to-do list:
Divorce The Car. Love The Bus. Make Interstate 95 A High Speed Train From Maine To Miami. Learn The Name Of Every Tree. Be At Peace With Time. Dive In Headfirst And Naked. Ask Questions. Sit In Silence With The Answer. Strive To Be A Seed In This Moment And A Blossom In The Next. Let Wild Patience Set The Pace. Drift Not Into Carelessness But Into Open Possibility. Let Work Be An Intellectual Voyage Of Discovery. Make Every Person Feel Important, And Remember What Papa Doc Said On His Death Bed. Know That Radical Change Is Never Too Late Nor Inevitable. Find Balance Between Unflappable Personal Drive And Deep Awareness That The Self Is Small. That The Rest Is Big. That Together Small And Big Are Everything. therefore, Cultivate More Than Accomplish, Listen More Than Speak. Expect No Ending, No Grand Finale, No Trophy For Your Trials. Only The Soft Violet Hum Of Onward.
pictures from Cuba
(this scrapbook is)
(a fun place to practice)