Whoever’s birthday is closest to the current date begins Proceed clockwise in a snake draft Only food on the table can be drafted You can only draft and individual piece of food Congee is a special item because it’s eaten in a bowl. Once you ...
I asked Jonathan a form of the question we had discussed around discomfort: What’s an area of your life that you constantly think about, yet still feel like you aren’t making the progress that you’d like. Why? I answered the following: 1. Courage. Why: As ...
You can’t always expect to be comfortable. If you have that expectation, you’re in for disappointment. By constantly seeking comfort, you’re training yourself to be unhappy. Comfort is contentment with the status quo. It’s not a ...
Before asking a question to someone, take a moment and ask yourself the same question—it’s an opportunity to form an opinion. Ask the same question first to someone else, and they form the opinion for you. When you become a vessel for other’s ...
In my early years of high school—whenever teens learn about Coleridge, Wordsworth, Keats, Lord Byron and Shelley. Every English class started with a stream-of-consciousness writing assignment. It was sold to us as a form of mental calisthenics—a way to ...
The oatmeal I ate had the pleasant mouth-feel of perfect mush—soft, yet varied enough to sense distinctness in each bite. It was generously dusted with cinnamon and two smallish nuggets of brown sugar that provided enough embellishment to elevate the ...
We left our strange and delightful company under a full moon in a palace of sand, a place the cat called the Forgotten Library. Our farewell was brief and cordial—a few flowery words from our feline friend and a deep bow from the boy knight that ...
Said the prophet: “You have been told also that life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary. And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,And all ...
I stared crestfallen at the lifeless map before us. “That can’t be… I…” I said, tears gathering in the corners of my eyes, “There’s got to be more, right? This is what Walden was guarding? What kind of bullshit is ...
In November of 2018 Sol and I went to the Berkshires for a romantic weekend. There, I tried convincing her to take up knitting after seeing how enamored she was all the handmade garments we were coming across in the area’s many little shops. She ...