There was a man sitting on a stoop down the street practicing guitar today.
I was at my desk, writing this issue. I got up and went outside to listen. Just stood there for a few minutes. Nothing about that was on my list.
Happy Mother's Day to those who are celebrating -- and to those for whom the day is complicated, I see you too.
TODAY’S PICKS
THE FEATURE
When Ambition Changes in Midlife, and It's Not Burnout.
There's a difference between burning out and deciding you're done performing a version of success that no longer fits. So glad someone puts words to it.
THE REFLECTION
Make Your Own Rules for Midlife Happiness.
She calls them permission slips. The arbitrary rules she still has to remind herself she's allowed to break. Going to bed embarrassingly early is on the list. So is not finishing a book she doesn't like.
THE WILDCARD
Why Do We Call Them Jeans?
I own an embarrassing number of pairs. Wore them today. Will wear them tomorrow.
If you know someone who'd love this, send it to them.
That's the whole ask.
There's something in it for you too.
Details below.
My answer:
I am never buying low-fat ice cream again. Life is too short for a compromise that doesn't even taste good.
