They listened to the wind through the branches, wrapped arm in arm, alone and complete. Beyond the walls of the small weathered house, night creatures foraged for anything they could find, invisible owners of the desolate plains.
“Gimme Shelter” echoed across the lake as the spectators watched the event unfold. A wakeboarder launched into the air and curled in a perfect circular arch, straining to reach the unbounded sky just a kiss away.
In Outliers: The Story of Success, Malcolm Gladwell offers a curious definition of what most people consider to be satisfying work: “Those three things — autonomy, complexity, and a connection between effort and reward—are, most people agree, the three qualities that work has to have if it is to be satisfying. It is not how much money we make that ultimately makes us happy between nine and five. It’s whether
Sunrises matter. They smooth the edges and let us know that the previous day should be continued or forgotten. They tell us to take care of ourselves and those around us, especially those around us. How many consider their blind spots in order to make some sense of their lives and then hope for a decent sunrise?
They sat together in a corner booth of the nicest hotel bar in town, just a few blocks from where he worked. He ran his index finger across the top of her hand and said, “I’m definitely game for a nightcap in your room, but I can’t stay too late, Elaine. I have a presentation tomorrow, and most of my paperwork is at home.” “No problem, Chuck,” she said. “We’ll