I’m the luckiest guy alive.
THIS SOLVES ALL THE PROBLEMS IN THE ECONOMY.
I still remember the game, move by move, 18 years later. The utter brutality you tried to inflict on me branded into my brain.
I want to get at their secret. To peel back the layers. To grasp a little bit of their heart and feast on it.
All of the above feels like practice. Practice for what? I don’t know. It doesn’t make happy or productive to think about it.
I see codewords a $15 trillion dollar industry uses to hypnotize its religious adherents to BELIEVE.
Once a week, I crush my 13-year-old at tennis until she cries.
At extremes, most of us can be anything. Hopefully the extremes aren’t too extreme. And hopefully they only last a few moments. Which is why they are called extremes.
People say, “everything has already been written.” Everything has already been said.
But that’s a lie.
Today I packed up, changed all my plans, and got on the train. I watched people kiss in Grand Central. I’m watching the leaves. I’m watching the water.