May 22, 2017
Listen.
The old me would get super frustrated in the company of other people who rambled on for an unmeasured amount of time talking about themselves and not stopping for seconds to ask about me. I thought it was selfish and lazy. I now realize I’ve been that person with several friends over my life; the broken bird on a broken record repeating myself for months (years?). They didn’t roll their eyes at me. They might have answered their phones less when I called but they still held space for me when they had the bandwidth. It’s now time for me to pay it forward. And as a more self-serving reward, I can rest, breathe and gather insights into my value and topics to write about.
