Since I seem to have absolutely nothing interesting to say these days, instead of try to find something curious in the couch cushions, or from my daily state government shenanigans, I thought it much more valuable to share something an old friend passed along. He seemed to think a letter like this one might be pretty close to what I'd send if I ever decided to become a parent.
I'll take it. Brace yourself for Fitzgerald's brilliance and truth. Also, I'd really like it if people started referring to me as "Pie."
http://www.lettersofnote.com/2012/03/things-to-worry-about.html
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