The Hostas Will Not Undo You
This is perhaps the ultimate goal in our weird, modern lives: to not be burnt out. Shouldn't there be a term for that? What's the opposite of burnt out—sparkling, maybe? Or just—normal? As in, when a neighbor asks you to water her plants for a few weeks, you agree without blinking because you truly don't mind. Your days are balanced enough that doing someone a favor doesn't feel like an impossible imposition, like you will have to reshuffle seven things to make space for one more. You have enough life-sparkle left to bring a sick friend a lasagna, or listen to your partner practice his presentation. Without sighing.
Published 09/23/2013
