Doing things well
Dear Poodle: Being an adult may seem easy to you as you juggle school work and social connections in lockdown. When I was young, I used to envision my adult life as a destination: build a career, find a great life partner, maybe settle down and congratulate myself for having arrived. I think I read too many fairy tales as a child. What's driving this blog is time. Right now, I'm 56 and you're a sophomore. I'll be 59 when you start college and 62 when you graduate and those facts worry me, but they also ignite a sense of urgency to do the most that I can, as best I can, to prepare you for a happy, healthy future. You may be wondering why I waited this long, then. Why, as the years passed, didn't I start making notes sooner? The answer to that is our shared affliction, isn't it? Our tremendous energy and creativity is bridled only by the Next Great Idea and, like a hazy dream of non-sequitous scenes, we are off in pursuit, leaving another half-measure in our wake....