“You’re just ok? Why? Is there anything I can do to help?” Honest to God, this happens to me all the time. You see, I’m an ok guy. If someone asks me how I am, I usually tell it like it is – unless I feel like crap. I’ve come to learn folks aren’t that interested to know how you’re doing, passing in the halls. I’m smart enough to know it’s a throw away question, 9 times out of 9. Still, I feel the weight of two moods on my shoulders when asked. Yes, I’m that naive. How many times [...]
is hard enough
