Go to the airport and get on the next flight to anywhere just for the fun of it. If adulthood is working some death-camp job you hate for the rest of your life, divorcing your secretly criminal husband, being disappointed in your son, being stressed and miserable, and dating a poser and pretending he’s a hero when he’s really a lousy person and anyone can tell that just by shaking his slimy hand - if it doesn’t get any better, I need to know right now. That’s what they tell us at school, but if you keep getting on that train and going to the place you hate I’m going to start thinking the people at school are liars like the Nazis who told the Jews they were just being relocated to work factories. You don’t have to keep doing this if you don’t want to. Show me it’s possible to be an adult and also be happy. Just don’t go back to thatmiserable place you go every day. Do anything! Something! Because you start a revolution one decision at a time, with each breath you take. Roll up your pant legs and walk into the sea. Call an old friend you haven’t seen in years. Close your eyes and try to see the world with your nose-allow smells Sit down on the sidewalk and make pictures with colorful chalk.
Stop a stranger and ask her to explain her greatest fears and her secret hopes and aspirations in detail and then tell her you care because she is a human being. Eat some type of ethnic food you’ve never even Maybe stop a spinning globe with your finger and then plan a trip to that very spot even if it’s in the middle of the ocean you can go by boat. And with my mind only, I’ll say - or think? - to the target, 'Don’t do it. “The whole time I pretend I have mental telepathy.
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