eat, pray, love

Screw you, Liz Gilbert.

How dare you write a really good book about getting a divorce and traveling for a year to find spiritual and emotional fulfilment. That's my book, dammit.

Of course, it is a book I haven't even outlined yet, much less begun writing. But mine's better than yours! And more interesting ... and funnier ... and well just better.

Sure you went to Italy, India, and Indonesia and I only went to Mexico. While you lived in an Ashram and made amazing strides in your Yoga practice, I struggled to keep my head above water (spiritually speaking, that is) and often found myself either terrified by or dismissive of other yoga students and seekers I encountered. You were making friends by the fistful; I cultivated my inner curmudgeon.

The contrasts are endless and striking!

I'm only about halfway through but I'm sure that by the time I finish it I'll feel even more jealous and lame than I do now.

Thanks, Liz. Thanks alot.

PS: Just kidding.

PPS: Sort of.

PPPS: Seriously, thanks. It is a wonderful book. Thanks to Kelly too for the gift of it.