One Year In: Head On A Swivel, Kid.

Today marks one year since I began my present call. I wrote this on my first day.

This being the 366th day now, I can safely say nothing is as I thought it would be and everything is as I thought it would be. The strains and stretches I knew were coming came in spots I wasn’t looking for them, as did the joys and the thrills.

Maybe the takeaway is to enter transitions in a certain kind of posture, on the balls of your feet, and to prepare to hold that posture for longer than you think you’ll have to. Assume you know nothing, but act like you know enough. Don’t look at your phone those first few times you ride public transit. Head on a swivel, kid.

Maybe that’s a good posture to be in all the time anyway.

 

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