I’ve been asked what my “thing” for 2020 is – habit, words, goal, whatever. This year, I’m going to try and get comfortable with being uncertain.
Pressure can propel us, and other times it can stifles us.
I’d like to pause and consider some of that New Year self-help rhetoric. As when the clock strikes twelve, it can be so easy to forget where we were this time last year, this time last decade.
I’m fifty posts in now. I remember distinctly what it felt like to set up this website and start writing. What made me finally do it?
Where is she asking you? Who else is listening? What information do you already have? What else do you need to know?
The very definition of ‘cool’ is what we were taught to aspire to when we were young: nonchalant, uncommitted, critical. Icy, literally.
I had a wise man say something to me last week that I’ve been thinking about. When I exclaimed about the time of year and number of things I need to do in a short space of time, he said something revolutionary.
A library doesn’t claim to change the world, but it may just change us.