#9 – You Don’t Fit In a Box

This is #9 in the series, “50 Ideas Worth Fighting For.”

Sometimes I wear a button down, sometimes a hoodie.

I go to church every weekend.

Almost every weekend.

I love to sing and have been doing so since I was 14 years old, in choirs, in a band and as a soloist (weddings, funerals).

I would like to be better at math. I don’t plan on doing anything about this.

I read poetry. Not every day, but a lot.

I write poetry. Not a lot, but sometimes.

Health is one of my most important values. I work out almost every day. It keeps my brain happy.

I’m effective as a teacher and speaker.

I’m also a good listener.

I daydream about making the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela (The Way) and of hiking the Pacific Crest Trail and the John Muir Trail.

I am no good after 9:30 pm.

I’m good at my job but my impact is tough to measure.

I take consolation in other measurable things: yard work, folding laundry and doing the dishes.

I have my wisdom teeth but have not seen any advantage in that department.

I feel vulnerable most days.

I am a very confident person.

I cherish being outside, moving along a trail.

My dad had Alzheimer’s. I’m scared that I will get it, too.

I’m an extrovert and I love being alone.

I’m a 49-year-old white male who cries easily and always watches the UFC highlights.

Don’t put me in a box. I don’t fit.

I’ll work hard to remember the same about you.

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