It took me a few months to find the words for this one. I have been scared of sounding entitled or ungrateful or even worse, unrelatable. The leaving behind of relatability has seemed lonelier than I am prepared for, and it actually scared the shit out of me when I realized while typing part 1 of 3 that I have leveled up so much in the last 5 years that I am no longer the person who has nothing to lose. Take that for what you will. And here’s part 2.
I invented this thing called Freethink Friday. It is one of my favorite things EVER, and if you know me well, you know I live for Fridays.
Years ago, around 2014, I made the announcement that my creative agency would be closed on Fridays. Everyone got the day off, and all the clients had to wait until Monday. On the surface, I am sure people around town assumed this was so we could all go snowboarding without the weekend lift lines. I did a lot of that. There is truth in that, and my typical goggle tan couldn’t hide it. On a truer level, though, Fridays were just…mine. I could do what I wanted and think about whatever I wanted. A brain that belonged entirely to me for a whole day? Ultimate freedom.
I’m a professional creative thinker, and I deeply respect that people pay a lot of money for the full presence and attention of my brain… so I give it to them. Monday through Thursday my brain belongs to my clients. I feel a lot of ways about this, but my soul-level requirement of this life is simply that Friday belongs to me. Freethinking, baby! I literally live for it.
And so, I write this from my bed on a Friday morning, surrounded by 2 Golden Retrievers who don’t mind my ugly glasses or lack of pants. (They don’t wear pants either.)
I would say that life is… awesome, and sometimes I find this to be terrifying.
Like I said, I have everything I have ever wanted.
What am I supposed to do with myself if not chase the impossible?
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