#this wordsmith

[thiswordsmith]

But seriously,

When was the last time someone washed an oven mitt?

[thiswordsmith]

There is no greater joy than assembling the perfect combination of words. Acutely chosen words beget intimacy, trust. Articulation satisfies the ear, sentences a lust. To be a vessel for words is to be an ambassador of truth. I sound like a fortune cookie.

This Wordsmith

[thiswordsmith]

Dear Future You

I hope you fart during an important board meeting. I hope you say, “Nice to meet you, Tired” when someone says they’re tired. I hope you sing Journey super loud in the shower. I hope you accidentally, inappropriately laugh at someone’s funeral. I hope you watch Weekend at Bernie’s when you’re sad. I hope you text me pictures of your crazy poop even though I’m in the other room. I hope you talk in your sleep. I hope you order guac at Chipotle. I hope you are jealous of my Wookiee impression. I hope you whisper secret missions to the dog on the off chance the government hired him as the first canine super-spy. I hope you cry when you watch Glory. I hope you hate Nicolas Cage. I hope you swear when you stub your toe. I hope you call yourself an idiot when you mess up. I hope you believe me when I say you’re not. I hope you smile a lot. I hope you love yourself.

[thiswordsmith]

It requires a certain audacity to demand notoriety in a world where billions have lived and died and will continue to live and die long after I perish. Curse the day I entertain infamy as attraction.

This Wordsmith