One of my love note (AKA newsletter) subscribers sent me an email telling me that an Anne Lamott quote had really hit her hard. The quote reads:

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juic...