Today I was sitting on my couch after dropping my kids off at their mom's house thinking about how I used to be cool. And, you know, I was never "cool", just now that I'm 46 and past any possibility of having my dreams of coming across as "reluctantly cool once I grow into it…" fulfilled, I started reminiscing on some cool things I've done in the past.
This thing I do, revisiting my cool days which only ever existed in my self-observations, isn't new, just increasingly validating all the choices I've made in life that have been right while never directly benefitting me in any way.
- First things first
- Second things second