Why do you eat? “Because I’m hungry” is an insufficient response. Think deeper and truly grasp the meaning of hunger.
Why do you eat what you eat? My answer to this question was always: “That’s what I grew up eating.” This response sounds eerily similar to the dangerous phrase: “We’ve always done it this way.”
Ask questions.
Challenge the status quo.
Maybe there’s a better way.
I buy my wine solely based on the appearance of the label.
I made the worst meal tonight. I ate it anyway.
My taste buds got over it.
I put a cake in the oven last week and immediately decided to put the oven mitts away. No big deal, except that instead of opening the drawer next to the stove where they belong, I opened the oven instead and tried to put them there.
Fortunately, the cake finished baking without issue and it came time to turn the stove timer off.
For this task I decided to open the microwave.
What was I thinking?
Ever buy something at the grocery store only to find you already had it in the pantry? I did that with a bag of red onions recently.
I ate them as quickly as I could – onion breath for days – but still, a few started to sprout.
One of the more mature sprouts had started to die, but I decided to plant it as an experiment anyway. To my surprise, the plant actually revived itself. The brown sections that I planned to trim are now lush and green.
Incredible resilience. I was fascinated to watch the resurrection.
Don’t be too quick to write things off.
And for those of you paying attention to the timestamp, it is in fact winter,
which means that yes, there is a huge pot in my kitchen with an onion growing in it…
A few years I started a vegetable garden. I started with a single small pot first – a trial run since I wasn’t quite convinced I could keep plants alive. I passed that test, and this past growing season was quite rewarding. You should try it sometime. Here’s why:
Plant a seed and watch it grow. You’ll grow as well.
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