Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking, talking, and naming for you; it means learning to respect and use your own brains and instincts; hence, grappling with hard work.
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A Touch of Whimsy
We live about two miles from a heavily traveled state highway, and there’s a particular mailbox on that stretch of four-lane that never fails to make me smile. I know nothing of the owner of said mailbox, since the house is hidden by trees. All I know for sure is that the resident takes great pains to make passersby aware of the changes of seasons–whether that means the weather or the holidays. He has a human skeleton (a prop) hanging off the mailbox. Now, in the heat of summer, it is holding a margarita and sporting swimming goggles. Sometimes it’s a witch. We never know what’s next. It’s unpredictable, apart from Christmas and Halloween, and it never fails to make me smile.
As much as I appreciate deep thought and untangling thorny grammatical puzzles, nothing is as satisfying as a little jolt of well-intended quirkiness. More of this would lighten the communal mood. We can spare a few minutes away from deep thinking to participate and spread a little playfulness. Yes?
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