While drying my hair this morning, I felt hopeful for the day to come. The sun was bright, birds were singing outside the window and I had just returned from a family vacation in Northern Michigan. The mere seconds I basked in optimism for the day were thwarted by my own negative thinking. I began to wonder: "Why would I love my life? I have a low-paying job that forces me to not only work full-time during the day but also at night, I'm a few pounds overweight, the apartment is messy, I don't have enough money and I haven't figured a damn thing out yet! What is there to love?" As soon as I caught myself in the downward spiral of negative thinking I re-routed myself back onto the optimism highway. I was feeling inspired, damn it! Most of what I harbored on above is true, but what is wrong is my viewpoint, my own outlook on life. Yes, I have a low-paying job and have to work multiple gigs to make ends meet but I am teaching, a vocation that feels right to...
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1. You already have a copy.
(This is the only legit reason, really.)
2. You have that copy of Moby Dick that you still haven't read from the ninth grade.
3. You're waiting for the movie to come out.
4. No Habla Engles
5. The feds are making a list of everything you read and you have to be very careful.
6. It's on your summer reading list BUT you live in Michigan, so.....
7. You are waiting for the New York Times to publish a review.
8. Spent all your spare change on coffee, cab far, a bus token, or a tall boy of Milwaukee's Best Ice.
9. As a matter of fact, you do have your head up your ass, don't you?
10. You are afraid to confront the personal demons that hold you captive in the suffocating existence that you refer to as your life. (Sorry to go heavy on you there.)