Perhaps I shifted from "me" to "we" when I realized that "I" could get a lot more done with "us."
It's fun to see people blow through their own perceived limitations.
I am passionate about tea, running, the idea that we are bound only by the limits of our imaginations, and maple syrup.
I'm just trying to remember what self-respect feels like. It's a fading memory.
Do what moves you and makes you smile and the "good" will follow.
I think participating in "Gishwhes" is a crash course in facing our fears: people go to crowded shopping malls wearing scuba gear, order from a fast food restaurant in Shakespearean verse or jump out of airplanes among many other tasks.