I love my wife.
She’s the one.
She’s the one who keeps me grounded.
CT: [One evening, over a couple of drinks, looking out over the Pacific during our romantic dinner out] “Hey, that surf is so calm, I bet I could go and swim a half mile along the beach right here.”
Wife: “And you’re exactly the kind of person with unwarranted optimism who would go out there, get pulled into a riptide and drown.”
CT: “…” o_o
Who is right here? Probably … both of us?
CMIO’s take? How about you? What contradictions do you embody in YOURself?
Footnote: the lovely Marine Room in San Diego, a few years ago.
