Happy Thanksgiving
Or as the kids would say, "This Holiday is Totally Giving Thanks"
Greetings from 36,000 feet. Remember when comedians would tweet from an airplane and there would be entire articles written about it? I want my flowers, damn it!
One of my regular tasks, as a routinely anxious person, is to force myself to stop when I’m emotionally spinning out and remember all the things I have to be grateful for. Even when I’m broke and driving Uber Eats at 2am on Thursday night before a 10am class, I can remember to be grateful for the fact that I have a car, gas in the car, and a never-ending supply of rich people in L.A. who smoke weed and order junk food in the middle of the night.
So it is this year when times are tougher, belts are tighter, money is scarcer, and it seems like the world is spinning out emotionally all around us, we can remember that collectively we have a ton to be grateful for.
One of those things is the fact that since sticking to my decision to exercise rigid discipline in my writing practice, my Substack readership has increased by 100% since the summer. I want to thank all of you who read this, and what the hell ,even the people who sign up and then read one email and send it to a folder where it’s never seen again.
And a big thanks to those of you who pay to subscribe, a number that has grown by 60% since the summer. My commitment to you is to start making at least one column a month strictly for you guys.
Thanks again, everyone have an amazing holiday and remember—farts are like hugs, best shared with family, but truly a gift when bestowed upon strangers.1
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This might need some work.