Slower

Not dark. Just right. This is what you want to see when you open your eyes. You hear the surf, you stumble out of bed, you feel the sand between your toes. You give your eyes a minute to adjust. C'mon. Press Play. Give 'em a minute. This minute.

No distractions. No thinking allowed. Pure physical experience. Pure motion through space. No rush at all. Press Play and go to the edge with me.

I can see it now. In my mind, I'm already there. Let's Press Play and make believe together.

It's nice to do this with somebody, but unless you have a really big pot, you have to take turns.

I know sometimes it's hard to slow down on Sunday. Hard to resist your daily life in the fast lane. It can take an ocean's worth. Of resistance. Press Play for a recommendation.

Carved in stone. No shortcuts with this technology. No, you probably didn't carve it in stone unless you really had something important to say. Like, well, you'll have to Press Play for this.

I'm all for the "be here now" thing, but, man, feels like I've been here for a long, long time. So let's go somewhere ... different.

Sometimes you lose the trail. Sometimes the trail loses you. Happy New Year.