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Eh, pffff, any … any insight? I’ve got nothing … Wait! No, never mind …


“All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.” ~Leo Tolstoy


Thoughts, Tuesday, February 15th, 2022

Hallmark.

When I watch too many Hallmark movies in a row …

I forget that I’m not in one.

“Cookies can’t solve this, Kim. But, hot chocolate can!”

These movies are so predictable, yet so addictive.

How do they do it? Play by play, you know what’s going to happen, yet there’s me, Friday night …

Come on Zoe, ditch that fancy job, sure it’s your ‘dream job’, and yes you’re going to get that promotion – but you don’t want it, you never did! Sure it looks good and you’ve worked your whole life (you’re already 23) towards getting it – slow down already.

What you really want is to move back home, where you used to be miserable. Your future is in the hole-in-the-wall town without cellular connection or running water or culture.

Listen! You’re in love with the moron who keeps spilling stuff on you. He’s also secretly going against you and your ambition, but it’s all for a great reason! OPEN YOUR EYES, ZOE! This is your new dream. You just don’t know it yet, but I do.

All the struggle, confusion, secrets, lies, hurts, deaths, sadness, and job losses – it will all pay off in the last 5 minutes – all those loose ends will just come together – one by one. The promotion will be given then turned down, the town will be saved, by you, but barely, wow.   Oh, and Charlie never even liked that other girl, even though he will be seen talking and laughing with her A LOT, but he’s been pining for you, Zoe! Maybe he doesn’t know it yet either, but he is. I know it. He’s been messing everything up for you, but you’re going to marry him!  

Trust me, the middle of nowhere, the family business that’s going under, and the knucklehead-hometown-handyman are what your heart and soul yearns for. It will all come together!

Just believe.

I do.


“Think for yourself, not of yourself. Think of others, not for others.” ~ Naval Ravikant


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