Dancing While the World Spins
Stopped at this little diner off I-40 today, the kind with faded booths and pie that’s been sitting in the glass case since who-knows-when. I ordered coffee, mostly to buy time. This older lady at the counter was telling the waitress about her husband’s truck breaking down again, laughing like it was no big deal. Meanwhile I’m over here stressing about emails and bills and everything else.
She caught my eye and said, “Honey, life’s never gonna slow down. You just learn to dance while it’s spinning.”
Didn’t even know her name, but that line hit harder than my coffee.
Guess sometimes you find the best advice from strangers over bad pie and burnt coffee.
Stopped at this little diner off I-40 today, the kind with faded booths and pie that’s been sitting in the glass case since who-knows-when. I ordered coffee, mostly to buy time. This older lady at the counter was telling the waitress about her husband’s truck breaking down again, laughing like it was no big deal. Meanwhile I’m over here stressing about emails and bills and everything else.
She caught my eye and said, “Honey, life’s never gonna slow down. You just learn to dance while it’s spinning.”
Didn’t even know her name, but that line hit harder than my coffee.
Guess sometimes you find the best advice from strangers over bad pie and burnt coffee.
Dancing While the World Spins
Stopped at this little diner off I-40 today, the kind with faded booths and pie that’s been sitting in the glass case since who-knows-when. I ordered coffee, mostly to buy time. This older lady at the counter was telling the waitress about her husband’s truck breaking down again, laughing like it was no big deal. Meanwhile I’m over here stressing about emails and bills and everything else.
She caught my eye and said, “Honey, life’s never gonna slow down. You just learn to dance while it’s spinning.”
Didn’t even know her name, but that line hit harder than my coffee.
Guess sometimes you find the best advice from strangers over bad pie and burnt coffee.