This is what it takes for Catie (C.E. Murphy, world-famous author and graphic novelist) to be pleased with herself. I feel, in her shoes, I would be pleased as well. And my feet would hurt, ’cause, well, big feet compared to Catie’s.
I suspect I don’t need that intensity of accomplishment to be pleased…and, with the recurring fecal storms that eat my brain, I think it might be productive for me to find out — if not where the line of please/displeased is exactly — what zipcode it has on its mailing address.
‘Course, the yardstick might be different from day to day, but that doesn’t make the question without merit.
Crossposted from Epinephrine & Sophistry