“Sit down, pay attention, no horseplay, Jeff.”
“NO LARPING AT CHURCH, JEFF.”
Childhood is great, but adulthood is Cool AF. I do more of what’s worth my attention.
Our parents may be absent, but that scares us, so we replace them with ideas to which we give our power. “I never get in shape. I always fail. I’m not ready.”
Some ideas are true. Gravity, Relativity, Not-So-Flat Earth.
The ideas starting with “I can’t, always, never” Are historically B.S.
Fly your weird flag high.
Be acceptable… or not. Heck ’em
Get really fit for the hell of it.
Jump out of planes.
Become the buffest gal at DnD night.
Do everything opposite of what your depression tells you to.
Use unhinged email signatures.
Own a Pet Kodiak Bear, like my attorney does.
We are doing this life thing once.
Be a blessing… Or a complete F*cking Weirdo.
Get absolutely treasured by the right people for doing the things that are right for you.
These matters demean me, and I must tend to my ravens,
-J
