this is the fifth follow-up email. "hope I'm contacting the right address?" "there's no 'hacks' to growth." "More details to come." and i wonder whether it's from a human whose job it is to advertise this service or if it's automated. i don't know which is worse. regardless, they are rather resilient. "Any thoughts on the video I sent?" "Haven't heard from you yet, so not sure if this email is right... No problem! I'll try other ways of getting in touch." and if only i had this persistence when it comes to learning, to friendships, to personal growth. but, well, this is still spam. i click the trash can.
flakiness is something best reserved for pastry crusts. i shifted blocks in my google calendar as if playing a game of tetris (where nothing is ever cleared) and set aside this time for you. and i know things come up, and there is likely a good reason, but it still stings a little. i am always the one on time.
That's just what translation is, I think. That's all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they're trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands. — Ramy (Babel by R. F. Kuang)
