You’ve got mail
I’ve decided to write an email today instead of a blog. I love writing emails, but I’ve been so bad at sending them these days. So much correspondence has slipped by the wayside. I have months of messages that I want to respond to, but when I email all day for work, the last thing I want to do in my free time is write an email – even when I like you.
So, here goes. An open email to whoever stumbles across here today.
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That’s right, a “Hey” with an exclamation point, because that’s how I’m greeting you. Exclamatorally. An exclamatory greeting to open an extemporaneous email.
It’s Friday morning, and it feels kind of “fallish” here in Denver today. I’m actually wearing a sweater, and I’ve been drinking peppermint tea. Now I’m chewing peppermint gum.
I like it how some little kids think that peppermint gum is “spicy.” That’s cute. I wonder why “peppermint” starts with “pepper,” and what the common thread is between peppermint, bell peppers, and peppercorn.
Incidentally, my favorite character in “Annie” the musical was always Pepper. She had a chip on her shoulder, and was kind of a bully, especially to little Molly. But Annie was a scrapper, and wasn’t afraid of Pepper – and they wound up being great friends. Kind of like me and Seattle Miranda – two strong, different personalities that could have butted heads, but wound up meshing together perfectly.
Seattle Miranda is actually now New York Miranda, so maybe I should refer to her as such.
I never, ever want to go back to school. No higher education for me, no sir. I’m attending instead the School of Hard-Knocks – but let’s be honest, more the School of Not-Real-Problems. My “problems” aren’t always real problems.
I’m a worrier by nature. I worry about the future, mostly, which is stupid because THE FUTURE NEVER HAPPENS. It’s like chasing a mirage, or staring into the fog. The only real thing is the present moment, the right here, the right now. If I had three wishes, they would be 1) not to worry, 2) not to be afraid, and 3) no more debt.
Wait, 3) wouldn’t be an issue if not for 1) and 2). I’m changing 3) to “a shoulder rub.”
Have a great weekend. I’ll be climbing 14ers number 14 and 15 tomorrow. You can write me back if you want.