We all have a jar of coins in our apartments. We also all have that “thing” in our lives that’s a nagging, depreciating depletion of energy, time and peace of mind - our “real life” equivalent to a yogurt container filled with nickels.
I might as well put it out there that I may very well occasionally be eight going on eighteen. I probably consume far too much coffee and far too little chocolate. I refuse to carry umbrellas and I haven't the foggiest idea how to use nail polish. Now that confessions are over - I'm glad you're here.
All in Thinking Too Much
We all have a jar of coins in our apartments. We also all have that “thing” in our lives that’s a nagging, depreciating depletion of energy, time and peace of mind - our “real life” equivalent to a yogurt container filled with nickels.
If you’ve ever ridden the subway with a small child, you’ll know that it’s quite the adventure.
But, those kids off to Kumon or to after-school ballet are just looking for something I haven’t found yet. Like the stuffed Mammoth I lost at the zoo. Or an actual reason to put pumpkin in coffee. Or the key to being truly happy. Or, just how to keep my life in balance.