I decided to clear my head a bit. And re-read some Douglas Coupland.
Now think over this one. Really think over it.
After you’re dead and buried and floating around whatever place we go to, what’s going to be your best memory of earth? What one moment for you defines what it’s like to be alive on this planet. What’s your takeaway? Fake yuppie experiences that you had to spend money on, like white water rafting or elephant rides in Thailand don’t count. I want to hear some small moment from your life that proves you’re really alive.
And then this passage that gave me the kind of goosebumps money can’t buy. So. Who is yours?:-)
Everybody has a ‘gripping stranger’ in their lives, Andy, a stranger who unwittingly possesses a bizarre hold over you. Maybe it’s the kid in cut-offs who mows your lawn or the woman wearing White Shoulders who stamps your book at the library—a stranger who, if you were to come home and find a message from them on your answering machine saying ‘Drop everything. I love you. Come away with me now to Florida,’ you’d follow them.
No, not going away to Florida anytime soon. Too pregnant with posts, too head-first in life for that.
Back with more than quotes soon.