Ryan got home last night from a four-day business trip. When his plane had landed and he’d caught a taxi, he texted to say that he was on of his way. “You OK?” he wanted to know. “Today’s post was a sad one.”
He was of course referring to yesterday’s blog post where I lamented that I was a failure and nothing but a failure. I know it may have been hard to read, but that was a good post to write – as many posts are. Having to pin words onto what would otherwise remain vague feelings is a really helpful exercise. And generally the whole routine just helps me see how ridiculous I can really be.