Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 7, 2022
My backyard is home to very depressed worms. I keep finding sun-dried worm corpses on my walkway. And not even after a hard rain—as they might be flooded to the topsoil. It’s like they just have had enough of being a worm living underground and wriggle to the surface for that long-elusive moment of warmth before being cooked to death.
...that the question “What do I want my life to look like in my sixth decade?” is more important than the search for money, notoriety, or achievement. Deprioritize income and focus on outcome.