“I’ve been sitting next to a full martini for forty minutes. It’s dirty. Four ripe, stuffed olives. I can smell it. It’s been waiting so long it’s starting to sweat….”
Sip or resist? Find out in the latest Ruminate post.
“I’ve been sitting next to a full martini for forty minutes. It’s dirty. Four ripe, stuffed olives. I can smell it. It’s been waiting so long it’s starting to sweat….”
Sip or resist? Find out in the latest Ruminate post.
Even if you’re not a fan of Mumford & Sons (BANJO, BANJO, BANJO, banjo, banjo, banjo), it’s difficult to deny the passion in their music.
This week I’m thinking about what I wait for– with this kind of passion and intensity.
What do you wait for with such intensity it makes you sweat? What do you wait for so deeply that it melds the public and private parts of yourself? What will you wait for with such passion that you would practice a lifetime to proclaim it before thousands?