Poetic Quickie

observe.
contemplate.
file.
later date.

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People watching in the coffee shop: A young woman walks in and I think, "She looks like to the type to do the 'scrunch-her-lips-to-the-side' thing." And then she does it while deciding what to order.

I've believed, for a long time, that that we are all unique--that our imperfections are what pleasantly make us so--but that there is a perfect core and a limited number of core molds. Someday, I will start to categorize and list out the attributes that I see in these core molds, and then in some other life I'll figure out which molds are compatible with each other.

Riiiiight.

Objective Observer. Passive Participant.

We all do it; we sit there watching a movie or the television and we scream at the woman to watch where she's running so she won't trip and get decapitated by the evil bad guy... we yell at the man to turn around and tell the woman of his dreams how he really feels because she's there waiting for him to declare his love.

We know what to do when we're the objective observer. Why do we so often miss the right thing to do when we have to do it ourselves?

I know, there's a whole industry dedicated to this: objective observers telling us what to do with our lives. I'm going to start a competitive product, the "Step Outside of Yourself Pill." It'll be a marketing sensation, the killer app (pill), and we'll make a bankload of dough because everything in life will suddenly become totally obvious. In fact, we'll ship it with a bag of microwave popcorn and a small soda so you can feel like you're watching your own movie--the movie of your life.

Jump out. Jump back in. Live life to win.