I missed Days 1 and 2, but I was certain that during the third day of this foolish month I needed to risk being called a fool. I needed to dare. My self-conscious, insecure self warned me to ignore the ridiculous thought and keep safe. But I’m told by the brave that safe is miserable, boring, and an illusion.
I had a job at the same company for 11 years … I felt safe. Five weeks ago I lost my job. I feel compromised. I find myself panicked. It feels dangerous to try to launch my own business. It is tempting to run into the arms of a job and a predictable paycheck. Those internal voices keep trying to scream sense into this thick skull of mine, while my sweet wife whispers, “It’s your time. I believe in you. You can do it.”
During this foolish month I am challenged to interrupt my day and do one new foolish thing each day. So on April 3, I grabbed my guitar and the family, and we went to share a song we wrote about Skyline Chili to a couple of our good neighborhood restaurants down the street. It was a surprise serenade that interrupted the hungry. I’m glad they didn’t throw food at us … yet again this fool loves a good cheese coney.
Photo (Flickr CC) by INTVGene