My license to be me is up for renewal. Because, people, I'm tired of tripping through the daily grind that is work, work, work at both my office and home, only to show up the next day to do the exact same thing. It's grind and rewind, ad infinitum. And it sucks hippopotamus butt.
See, a few years ago, I joined the ARMY (Amazing Reluctant Midlife Youngsters) where I gave myself permission to be all I wanna be. But somehow I lost focus. I went AWOL (All Weird, Old, and Lame). Life matters got in the way and dragged me down, and I let them. Cuz, you guessed it, I am way too responsible. I recycled myself dull.
I call this phenomenon: Shit, when did I get so tedious?
So I'm kicking off a campaign in pursuit of renewable energy—you know, on a personal level. Cuz I'm of an age where it's all about me-me-me. You guys can totally handle the planetary stuff. Meanwhile, I want to do things and go places I always dreamed about but didn't because of (a) kids, (b) money, (c) time, and (d) laziness. I've conquered the behemoth that is parenting, and I've ordered special mega-vitamins to combat chronic sloth. Now all I need in massive quantities are time and money. I'm just saying, you can get a whole lot of self-renewing done with no clock and lots of green, can't you?
My plan is specifically—in general—to reinvigorate, rejuvenate, and reinvent. To you, that just means I'm going to do stuff I haven't quite figured out yet, but on which I will think real hard. What I know for sure is that being less responsible and more spontaneous is equivalent to being less filling and tasting great, and therefore a worthy goal. So stay tuned, and just say no to recycling. I'm telling you, it's not healthy.
Hi, I’m stupid.
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