I want you to come to Mars with me, any questions?
It’s not the title that matters.
In a world of unlimited choice, we must know who we are. I know of no other way.
What makes something timeless?
A chance to be a good friend, part of a good family, a good neighbor, or contribute generously to the greater whole.
The nuance is transformative.
Or, I am in large part a jack ass.
Marriage is fundamentally different than dating or even being engaged.
The 1% time is when I’m writing.
I tried to act more like my iPhone, and I think it’s working.
What’s something that is worth being adamant about?
Nothing could be more important than being your mother’s husband and you and your brother’s papa. Nothing.
Which is perhaps why I have slowly lost interest in living in a way that produces notable moments. Living moment to moment, I’ve found is a distraction from actual life. I do treasure big moments when they come - like marriage, the birth of a child, or an accomplishment I’m proud of at work. But that is not life.
Reading is fundamental. More importantly, it’s fun.
It’s okay that parenthood has reduced my happiness.
A little respect is enough.
But how do you undo decades of acculturation and mental programming?
Imagine if there were a mechanism like the college common app, except for jobs and hiring.
Whether rich or poor, young or old, healthy or sick - everyone has some real struggle.
I am gratefully envious of my son.