For the 20th time this afternoon, I scan my inbox. Where is your reply? Don’t you know I’m waiting on this? What exactly does ASAP mean to you? I do a search in case it got caught in spam or I missed it among the 3,000 unread emails accumulated since my last email bankruptcy. There’s a word for those who expect more from others than they deliver themselves: (all of) us.
If this resonates, I’d love to hear from you. A comment, a share, or even just a like goes a long way. Writing into the silence is its own practice, but knowing the work lands makes it easier to keep showing up.