"But", the writer replies as he stammers, "I am talking to you--we´re here together in this cafe talking." "You are doing everything but talking to me directly", I reply as I recline in my chair, "you ask about me, you say bad things about me behind my back and when face-to-face you won´t be straight-forward." "I am talking", he replies as he leans forward and takes a sip of coffee, "I am...

"What´s that mean?", the writer asks as he leans back in his chair at the cafe. "The tab", I reply as I lean forward and pick up my taza, "you always want another coffee--you never take the time to appreciate, to enjoy, to savor, the cup that you currently have.  And, you always want another one, even before you are done with your current one, and then I have to keep...

The writer pauses; he adjusts his glasses. "So what you´re saying", he replies as he leans back in the chair at the cafe by the beach, "is not to change my behavior?" "I´m not saying that, exactly", I reply as I lean back in my chair, "but take some time to understand who you are--what you do and your habits.  Your fall-back pattern--what do you do when you feel bad or when...

I pause; I sip the coffee. "We are wired for pleasure--so it makes sense that we would seek that--but, when we find it, do we let it go?" "I have no clue what you´re talking about", the writer replies as he turns to look out the window in the cafe at the beach. "I want to live a life of pleasure--that´s how my mind works.  It makes sense that I would push myself...

"What happened to romance?", the writer asks. I shift in the seat; I turn my head to look out the window; I turn back to the writer. "Now, guys, treat it more like bromance when they want something--romanticism is gone.  It´s an act; it´s a aggressive demand; respectful behavior is forbidden; instead--rush in to the relationship then plateau at partners--not lovers." "I think that my girlfriend and I do it right--we walk together...

and that´s when your life is going to start." The writer shifts in his seat; how´d he know that I have been putting off buying an anniversary gift for my girlfriend? I continue speaking as I pick up the taza. "Until you get over the fear hump--the thing that you are putting off--you will be living out of fear and not love.  It´s not living--it´s existing.  It´s not happy--it´s flat-lining-" I take a sip of...

I pause; I think that I´m forgetting something. I clear my throat. "Yes", I tell the writer as I take a sip of coffee, "one more thing--forget all of these things and let them go." "But that sounds counter to say these things and then to not think about them?" "Well", I reply as I set down the taza, "you can´t balance on a unicycle if you are preoccupied with your technique." "Huh?" "Internalize." "What´s that mean?" "It means...

"What was that about?", the writer replies as he turns his head to me. "Telemarketers", I reply as I pick up my taza at the small cafe by the beach, "they keep calling--I keep having to go through the same routine everytime." "You think that they would get the point?" "You would--but they are paid to be persistent." "Anything else that you can do?" "No", I reply as I take a sip of coffee, "that´s...

"Well", he replies as he smooths his hair back, "I want to get my good side." "Writer", I reply as I adjust the aperature on the camera, "you´re not very good looking--you don´t have a good side.  Let´s just take a picture that shows that your hole did catch a penguin. Your hole building skills are top notch--but you prob shouldn´t try to pay your bills with your face." "That´s rude." "Someone needed...

"That´s interesting", he replies as he zips up his black hoodie, "so why do I have to wear a black hoodie, again?" "Solidarity." "With who?" "The penguins." "I want to be in the group of penguins." "We respect them and show them this by a simple act--wearing a black hoodie." "Do they understand what we are doing?" "Doubtful." "Well then", he replies as he reclines his seat in the spacejet, "why do we do it?" "Because if you feel...

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