Q: Do you ever read self-help? Anything you recommend?
A: I’m a self-help queen, dedicated to continuous improvement. I read books about problems I...
Cartoon logic: come on now.
My favorite childhood doctor can still make me smile.
Stop, breathe,
and find the cool,
green place where we
have met before. I will
be there, waiting
again with open arms when
you, with your 20 million
words and 40 million
miles have finally crashed,
skidded, and burned to a stop.
Stop. Breathe. Again. Now,
find that silver second
inside that hides away
until you need to find the
center again. It’s okay.
It’s not lost. Nothing
is lost. Just sometimes we
forget to look in the most
banal of places (under the
couch cushions and between
the books on the shelf). It will
turn up when you need it.
So it’s fine. Still. Close
your eyes. Breathe. Again.
Good. It’s here. Don’t worry
anymore. It’s here.