Oh, hi friends!
Can you do me a favor and hold my phone for a second? And my scarf? And actually, this tiny packet of tissues? I don’t have a cold, I just like to be prepared. Also, this half-crushed KIND bar, would you mind taking it? It’ll just be a minute. And while I have you, could you hold this celebrity profile, too? And this article about seven short-form video trends to watch in 2023? If you’re able to grab the last six reels from that C-list influencer and hold onto those as well, that’d be a huge help. There’s also 74 high-quality tweets on the State of the Union, if that wouldn’t be too much of a burden? Don’t forget the ones about MTG. The trailer for Zach Braff’s indie movie isn’t that heavy, I’m sure you could carry that too, and the transcript for that podcast interview I meant to listen to last month, and the LinkedIn requests from fourteen strangers hoping to connect, and the phone number of the contractor, and the letter I forgot to mail, and the links to the bedside lamps I must research, and my podcast schedule spreadsheet, and that six-month-old New Yorker profile of Emma Thompson, and that eight-month old email, and the many other open tabs on my desktop, phone, and iPad.
Thanks so much for holding all of that for me.
I didn’t realize how heavy it was until now.
I feel…lighter.
And I’ll be more careful about what I try to hold onto myself.
Spot. On.