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I spoke to soon. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful and I should keep my eye on the prize, that prize, in perpetuity. I have plenty of outlets for my gratitude; this one is a documentation of my own for those moments when the world is too busy to ride alongside me.

I’m excited for this next phase of my life and career. Gratitude will be more front and center. So it’s not a wrap. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful it’s not a wrap. There’s too much to appreciate.

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“The people who got Hitler right were the ones who never met him. The ones who got him wrong, we’re the ones who met him.”

Charm can confuse. But states terms and historical actions can be more telling.

I’m fascinated by this. And why I lie here in bed healing my back, I’m going to read this and dive in a bit more but always,

#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for the framing and context Malcolm Gladwell brings to the world. Always.

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TYMMPB … | Touch Matters

I’ve had lots of discussions about the power of human influence. There’s much to cover. What is it that we can do that puts us in the greatest position to impact another person. To affect another person.

Quote after quote talks about the power of words. The impact of words. Our greatest drug. What they have more power then.


But there’s a funny thing about words. They’re easy. And so, though on the high end, they may have the ability to move, to build, to halt, to destroy, to inspire, to elevate, to bewilder, to deflate. On the highest of ends I see that. I get it.

But you can also throw words away. You can lose them. They can leave you before you pass a thought.

That’s the range of words. You know what does words one better?

TYMMPB | August - Hand


Touch can be beautiful. Touch can be devastating. But it is always acknowledged. It is powerfully deliberate. And as a result, it’s rare to have touch that isn’t meaningful. Impactful.

I’m not saying it can’t be accidental. But you give it your own whirl and tell me, in the end, which made the greatest impact. A casual word, or casual contact.

Elbow. Cheek. Hand. Head. Shoulder. Waist. Knee.

More than a thousand words, son, I tell you, placing your hand on any one of these places can erase the need for words. Can show us the limitation of words.

Today you make me proud because you get it. I tried telling you that, but I grabbed your two fingers and held on through the night instead.

Because. Touch.


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