I'm Actually A Lot Dumber Than I Look
Dawn, circa 1970. PS: Does anyone crochet anymore? Man, I like that sweater/dress. Last week I was thinking a lot. About my life. That's common thing with me. I think (ha ha ha) it's something I do part out of habit (reviewing life is like chasing a tennis ball for my brain--just something to do) and part because I want to improve my life (and ultimately be a better version of myself). Anyway, for some reason, this particular string of thinking had me down. I think I'd started out making "The Inventory of My Assets" that Christopher Reeves discussed, but somewhere in the middle, that list turned into "The Inventory of All The Stupid and Ridiculous Things I've Done Over The Years." You know, things that someone my age shouldn't do. (Get a spray-on-tan.) Things that someone with my experience/education/support/training shouldn't do. (Forget to balance their bank account.) Those kind of things. Now, this is something I...