I used to weed my front yard for hours. Now I pick chili’s, eggplant, and tomato’s for hours. Both are great forms of therapy.

What does loyalty, honesty, and reliability all have in common? They can not be bought. They can not be done well while being disingenuous.

What’s actually being said? I need to feel important so I’m going to provide facts about the context. I’ve had a rough day so I’m going to play devil’s advocate until there’s a conflict. You’ve upset me so I’m going to feign indifference.

Have you ever considered how the fruits and vegetables you eat are picked? Which are predominantly hand picked and which are gathered completely by automation? Which stop ripening when picked or can have a long time span between being picked and eaten?

Hidden in the extremes you’ll find normalcy that’s been suppressed to the point of combustion. It must find a method of escape. And one end of the pendulum will serve as its means.