And so my Monday went, until a 15-minute space opened in an otherwise non-stop day. I spent that 15 minutes repeatedly jumping off my desk, trying to coordinate with the self-timer on my camera. Afterward, I wore a big smile and had a new perspective on the day. Yes, there's always time for whimsy.
This week was the SmackDown: whimsy versus blahs; playfulness versus ego. Whimsy is the clear winner. Playfulness returned me to myself. My response to ego: