there’s a reason every magazine cover includes the words “how to” in large white font somewhere ’round the airbrushed mid-section of the featured model. for every little thing we need/want/are obligated to do in a day, there are 10 million ways to do it. some of them take less time, are better for us, or make our butts look most attractive. the middle spot, where the balance of worth it and tricking the system is struck, that’s magazine gold, and we’re all digging for it.
i’m always panning for that perfection, not to reach an unrealistic ideal, but to simply grease the wheels of the moments of my life to leave as much space as possible for the good, the fulfilling, and the worthwhile. where process meets routine meets efficiency, that’s my jam. setting the coffee pot the night before so i can hit a button in the morning. scheduling myself 30 minutes to sit-and-veg so i can actually clear my mind. finding little pockets of what works for me.
i thought, maybe, when i find something worthwhile. i’d share it with the people i love . . .
And… and much as it grieves me to say it, it… it might be that the people I love is, in fact… you.