Because catcalling – all catcalling – shows an entitlement mindset.
Are you a female who is incapacitated in some way? Better be ready to assaulted – er, I mean, “taken advantage of.”
You find yourself in context – and in varying contexts. You find yourself as the scenery shifts and you get to see how much of you was based on the setting.
If it evokes strong emotions, we call it poetry. If it produces a supreme sense of beauty, we call it poetry. You can attempt to shrug off the label, but those are all poetry in some way.
You gotta smile. You gotta recognize without judging and then smile/laugh for whatever reason you need to. If only because the alternative is unacceptable.
I think about what my definition of God is these days. The gentle and undeniable feeling that the unfathomably omnipresent and omniscient entity we understand as God comes into our lives through whatever avenues are going to work.
Every decision and mishap. Every shitty thing you did or had done to you. No Regrets meant having faith that everything in your past lead you to exactly where you needed to be.
I’m a survivor story. Where’s my million-dollar book deal and motivational speaking tour, huh?
As we’re setting out for 2016 with whatever it is we have in mind, perhaps it is in everyone’s best interest to imagine we’ve got Tim Gunn periodically checking in on us. Checking in on whatever goals, resolutions, life plans & decisions, etc, that we have in mind.
Introversion and extraversion is all about what takes energy to do and what gives you energy while doing. I’m a social person who naturally energizes when she’s alone – and, likewise, has to use energy to be around people. And, no, it’s not about just being tired after a fun night out. It’s a little more involved than that.