Reflections The Good Old Days Are Not a Place You Can Live
Every generation is sure the best years ended just before it showed up. Somebody, someday, will say that about right now.
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Leave Your Mark — essays and old wisdom on living well.
Reflections Every generation is sure the best years ended just before it showed up. Somebody, someday, will say that about right now.
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Reflections "My truth" can never be wrong. Neither can "I'm just telling it like it is." That's exactly the problem with both.
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Reflections Every side now claims to be the one that woke up. When everybody's awake, it's worth asking who's still dreaming.
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Reflections Somewhere on the trail, the sunset became a data point. Nobody remembers deciding to make that trade.
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Reflections A share and an action can look identical from a distance. Only one of them costs you anything — and that's the entire difference.
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Reflections Crusading over someone else's wrong can feel like solidarity. Sometimes it's something else — a way to claim victim status without ever looking at your own life.
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Reflections Someday isn't a plan you haven't gotten to yet. It's a plan built specifically so you never have to.
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Reflections Bodhi means to awaken — to see things exactly as they are. "Good vibes only" asks you to do the opposite and calls it the same thing.
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Reflections He and a friend he mostly knew through text bought the third-oldest football club in the world when it was two divisions from anything shown on television. Five years and three straight promotions later, neither the club nor the friendship has finished.
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Reflections He was a teenage piano teacher who took a summer trip to Europe and never really came back. Fifty-plus years and thirty thousand travelers a year later, he still spends four months of it on the road, on purpose, every single year.
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Reflections He co-wrote a dead-parrot sketch in his twenties and has spent the four decades since circling the entire planet on camera, one curious question at a time, well into his eighties.
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Reflections He won his first world title at twenty and his eleventh at thirty-nine. At fifty-four he's still paddling out on tour as a wildcard, and the goal was never to finish being good at this — it was to keep getting better at it, indefinitely.
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