I'm all executive dysfunction this afternoon. Do I clean the house? Do i clean the garage? Do I respond to the family emails that have been moldering in my inbox? Do I fix the to wonky fence planks in the backyard? Do I rearrange my closet? Do I apply to another ten job postings that aren't going to call me back? To I read another hundred pages in the slab-thick novel I started because I'd read everything else in the house?
Do I start a YouTube Channel? Do I go back to school? Do I finally get around to burying my parents? Do I flee the country? Do I memorize the Bible? Do I take up professional poker? Do I get a tan, even though it's February? Do I staple bagels to my face and then remove them with a pitchfork? Do I teach my new dog old tricks? Do I eat some Trix? Do I turn some tricks? Do I solve the human condition? Do I set out for the New World? Do I binge watch the 007franchise, and if I do, do I include the original 'Casino Royale' or 'Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare.'? Do I learn to pray? Do I learn to hunt? Do I worry if Ethan Hunt is a better spy than James Bond? Do I do it all again?
Do I forgive myself?
Does it matter?
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