Tuesday, October 4, 2016


After our meeting is over, my boss and I end up discussing books we're reading, and she confesses that she reads what she calls "junk food" books, because she doesn't want to be made to feel bad the way that modern literature often tends to do.

"If I were to write a book, I would want it to be the kind where you were sad, or scared, but where you ultimately felt glad to be alive at the end," I say, and I am surprised at myself for saying something so honest at work.

"I would buy that book," she says sincerely.

"But, now to go add charts to the presentation," I say, waving the corrected printouts over my head as I'm leaving her office.
One year ago today: Bodhisattva Vow
Two years ago today: Self-Esteem
Three years ago today: Good Job!

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