I can hear your father call out from the backstop as the count reached 3 balls, 2 strikes and the batter nervously awaited the next pitch, “Take your time, Paulie. Take your time. You have all the time in the world.” Believing so, I served up a fastball and the umpire barked, “Ye’errrr OUT.”
I try to remain acutely aware that time is passing by, thus creating more urgency to get creative work done. Momento Mori.
I can hear your father call out from the backstop as the count reached 3 balls, 2 strikes and the batter nervously awaited the next pitch, “Take your time, Paulie. Take your time. You have all the time in the world.” Believing so, I served up a fastball and the umpire barked, “Ye’errrr OUT.”