The Recipe for a Good Life
Or: what I figured out after someone tried to ruin my day... I had a run-in recently with someone who has made bitterness into a personality. You know the type. The kind of person who can't let a good thing pass by without putting a small crack in it. I walked away from that interaction with my face hot, replaying it, thinking of all the sharp things I could have said and didn't. I spent about a day in that spiral. And then somewhere around midnight — because that's when I do my best thinking — it occurred to me that every clever comeback I'd been drafting was just another way of handing that person my evening. My attention. My peace. All of it, free of charge. And here's the thing I keep circling back to: the best revenge really is just living well. Not the Instagram version. Not the smug, look-what-you're-missing version, because that's still performing for an audience of one person you don't even like. I mean the real thing. A life so full and so qu...
