After nearly 18 months of t-shirts in this world of Working From Home (or Sleeping At Work), I tried on a formal shirt today. It fit, somewhat too snugly in some places, and just right in others. Walked out into the living room, & was immediately greeted with “Nice, where are you going?”
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Not a bad view, on our evening walk at the local beach.
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Everyone has opinions. They’re based on experiences, biases, partial information, total bullshit, etc etc. By themselves, they generally cause little harm to the collective. Until of course, they’re brought together under conditions of duress. Like after a few drinks. Or sometimes, a workshop.
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I had several strokes of good fortune today. People came to my rescue in ways I hadn’t expected. Others pointed out my ‘super-power’ and how they wished they had it. It allowed me to slow down and think about the things that make it seem easy, but are actually a few micro-skills I learnt over time working seamlessly and at great pace without me even thinking about them. James Clear, in his book Atomic Habits, helped me frame this better as a habit – a sequence of behaviours that is automatic. ‘A’ urged me to talk about this in one of the sessions I organise. The procrastinator in me screamed out “NO”.