Two things. One, I spend a lot of time on subways. Two, I believe in “choice of focus.” Anything can be looked at from more than one angle, and we make choices in what we choose to focus on. So as I drifted along one day, deep underground, and I felt frustration set in at being in some dingy metal can for the fifth time in five hours, I put my own belief to the test. What could be good about this? What am I not seeing that’s right in front of me?
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I was at an audition yesterday, slinking around the waiting area, as you do. There was a group of older women there, as well as a few of us scattered males. The women looked to be in their 50s, and all were very beautiful. They were clearly models, the type of women that caused traffic accidents in their 20s but now go largely ignored because their hair is gray and they have wrinkles around the eyes, which is a shame. Not that they should still be causing accidents, but that we don’t prize beauty beyond the age of 30. At any rate, I was perfectly content to stay in that room for a few minutes and enjoy the scenery, though I was dismayed to see that nearly all of these women were doing little more than gossiping and chatting with each other. Once a model, always a model, I suppose. But across from me there was this one, lone woman reading a book. A book of the “self-help” variety, something with a title like, “Racing to Catch Up,” which most of her compatriots would surely ridicule, if they could in fact read the title. Read more…