I love spending time at the driving range. Thinking is not encouraged. There’s no crisis to address or time limit.
This is what happens in the awkward space between my ears when I’m there:
- Keep your eye on the ball the whole time not just when you plan to swing. Missed the ball that time.
- Take it slow. You will not hit the ball any farther with a frustrated swing than one where you slow the feck down.
- Stop thinking. It’s not doing you any good.
- Enough with the ball jokes. It’s far too easy. I expected more creativity from you.
No. I will not force you to listen to my golf metaphor for life. You’re welcome.
Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out. –Anton Chekhov