at the table
“Do you noooo what I’m thaaaank-fuhhhhl for?” Thalia rolls her shoulders.
“Pie.” Nia anticipates today’s feast.
“Yahhhhs, and,” Thalia mimes the moves of a boxer, “I’m graaaat-fuhl for all the times you wrinkle your nose while peering over your readers.”
“Without dissatisfaction…” Cal nods while she kneads, “We wouldn’t get better.”
Boxing is the ultimate challenge. There’s nothing that can compare to testing yourself the way you do every time you step in the ring.
~Sugar Ray Leonard
The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses — behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights.
~Muhammad Ali
A note from LoveLetterist:
I'm thinking about wholeness -- yin, yang, good, bad... and disproportionate turkey paintings. 😂
Let
us
feast
on
the
fullness
of
being
alive.
I do recall suggesting it! I hadn't heard of the neuroscience of visual impact. Interesting. I hope you'll tell us more one day.