I am suspicious of the striking, of the big, of that which has a disproportionate impact. I think it’s trying to intimidate me, to swallow me.

I am suspicious of cooking books and recipes and manuals and instructions and shortcuts. I think that’s looking for easy ways out, not for ways to engage with the world

I am suspicious of How-to articles. I think they think I’m simpler than I think I am

I am suspicious of lists of things I should do to change my life. I’m afraid of lists of things I should do to change my life. I think life is not a checklist

I am suspicious of the concept of being proud of oneself. I think that’s when you reach the end

I am suspicious of people who claim they are honest. I think certain things you make real by saying, but others you can only enact

I am suspicious of one being proud they haven’t changed and remained who they are against all odds and preserved what they’ve always had in them and defended it and fought for it. I think they haven’t started their journey

I am suspicious of bestseller lists. I think they make us equate popular with good

I am suspicious of using the word hope too often. I think we can do better

I am suspicious of people who remain calm during strong turbulence. I think they have no imagination

I am suspicious of people who say You know me, I wouldn’t do that. I think they are looking to achieve too much at one go

I am suspicious of people who can recall very early childhood memories.

I am suspicious of paranoids. I think they are right

I am suspicious of corner of the eye glances in bars at 2am. I think either something too good or too bad will come out of them

I am suspicious of CVs and claims of achievements quantified and issues singlehandedly solved. I think this doesn’t do justice to the world

I am suspicious of people who have no regrets. I think they are holding on too firmly

I am suspicious of perfect photographs. I think this leaves us doubting our everyday lives

I am suspicious of people who can describe someone as ugly. I think they are wrong

I am suspicious of packaging of all sorts. I think convenience conceals

I am suspicious of “The key to…” articles. I think life is not what happens in the other room

I am suspicious of people obsessed with wearing headphones. I think they’ll do well in the world even unprotected

I am suspicious of this writing. I think it’s flat

I am suspicious of plans. I think it’s planning that matters

I am suspicious of people who don’t realize how much they are shaped and nudged and cued and driven by their environment and by other people and by circumstances and life. I think we can do with less self-aggrandizement

I am suspicious of people talking on the phone until the very last minute on an airplane. I think they are not that important

I am suspicious of people too willing to give advice. I think they know too well

I am suspicious of the night. I think it makes us too comfortable with ourselves

I am suspicious of people who don’t make an effort to pronounce other people’s names correctly. I think they are careless

I am suspicious of people who care how other people pronounce their names. I think they can be more confident than that

I am suspicious of people who claim they never so something. I think they can relax

I am suspicious of people who can’t get obsessed over at least one thing. I think they can do more searching

I am suspicious of people who don’t know that everything communicates. I think they are underestimating their impact on the world

I am suspicious of people who love their product. I think the process is what matters

I am suspicious of limited-time offers written in stone.

I am suspicious of hurrying to a mindfulness class

I am suspicious of people who think ‘I’ is a noun. I concur with whoever it was that said it is a verb

I am suspicious of people who are afraid to judge. I think there ought to be things that enrage us

I am suspicious of old truths and habits dressed in new clothes. I think that’s marketing well done

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