I’m not optimistic, no. I’m quite different. I’m hopeful. I am a prisoner of hope. In the world, you have very bad people – Hitler, Idi Amin – and they look like they are going to win. All of them – all of them – have bitten the dust.
South African Archbishop DESMOND TUTU, responding to the question “Are you really as optimistic as your book, Made For Goodness, says you are?”, in Time Magazine (via inothernews)
Raising kids is like living in a frat house. There are too many all-nighters, there is never enough coffee or Top Ramen, the toilets are never clean, it’s no surprise if someone is puking and you never know who is going to be in your bed when you wake up.
– Christina-Marie Wright, in Hip Mama
From Utne.com: Raising Kids is Like Living in a Frat House
My worry is that our online social platforms both magnify our hierarchies by measuring our friends, followers, links, etc. and erase social distance, so that we suddenly find ourselves in the same monkey cage with a far larger number of monkeys. And thats why I wish there was a popular social platform that didnt measure anything. I doubt such a platform will ever exist – we clearly want the explicit hierarchies, even when they drive us crazy – but it sure would be a relief.
via Online Status Anxiety : The Frontal Cortex.
Try this for three days straight: don’t use the word busy. At all. Find other ways of describing what your day was like or what you’re doing or how your to-do list shaped up. You may be surprised to learn how often you resort to that word, and what a plethora of emotions and activities it’s covering!
via Why I Stopped Working With Busy People | Marissa Bracke.