For the new year I decided I’d try and be nicer. (This is a recurring intention, btw.) Three days in and things were going well. I’d already beaten my record from last year. And then suddenly it all went south: I sat in front a guy on the plane wearing Uggs in all seriousness and like, refusing to turn his phone off even though his conversation was boring and we all had to hear it and especially even though the flight attendant told him several times. So I had to call him on his Uggs. Because dudes shouldn’t wear Uggs. And in that way I realized I’m kind of like a public servant. Except that I wouldn’t say it to his face. So I’m kinda like a semi-public servant. This year is going great.
Okay, my real intentions are to write more, read my stuff more, and help others succeed. Also, practice a bunch of yoga.
Which reminds me — I’ve put teaching yoga on hold indefinitely (for a very long time). It’s a little weird but it feels right. I’m looking forward to just being a student without thinking about the logistics of teaching it.
You’d think I don’t have work tomorrow by how late it is. Off to bed.