Be Prepared for What You Can't Be Prepared For!

I've thought this before, said it, and probably wrote about it too. That's how it goes. You get older, and things you said before, you say again. Hopefully not all the time. You don't want to be one of those folks who tell you the same stories over and over and act like, or maybe really think, that they never recounted what they've recounted to you a million times over again. 

"Did I ever tell you the one about...?"

But the thought is this: life. It's a long-form improv. It's not a scripted play. It's not a fully-plotted novel with footnotes. It's not a poem. It's not a Rap song.

It's a basic set-up. A room. A place. With people in it. They come and go. And "anything can happen day," happens every single moment!

And this improv thing has been going on for a long, long time. Long before you even existed. And it will continue for a long, long, time after you are gone. And you can disappear any time too. Hustled out the door by forces you don't know. You don't really get to decide. It is sort of decided for you.

And what are you left with? "Yes, and..." You get to keep the game going. You get to try to be present. In the moment. Eyes and head open. Light on your feet. Be prepared for what you can't be prepared for...