Today there were printed flowers on the office toilet paper, and someone sent me a Prezi. When did I lose control?
September 10th, 2013, 6pm
It was 26°C with scattered clouds. The breeze was gentle.
Writing a book? Starting a family? Throwing a pizza party? Overthrowing a government? Building a company? Organizing a race? Playing a show? Serving tea? Designing a house?
Embarking on any endeavor with more than one moving part, one co-conspirator, one decision?
The size and shape of what you do, the number and distance of its reverberations, are as much determined by what you decide to decide, and not to decide, as what you actually decide.
Ask Obama’s pants.
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