Yeah, yeah, plagiarism. I read Mark Manson’s The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck several years ago. It was a great read. It highlighted some very stoic principles. Things like most things are out of your control, you’re going to die anyway, so is everyone else you know, hate or love. Anyway, that’s what I remember.

But this morning as I was driving the highway (the lazy or busy man’s going for a walk, I suppose), I thought what about literally giving a fuck about everything? My way of putting into words an attitude of noticing all existence and being amazed. One can see the beauty and love in all of it. It’s all an amazing cosmic dance! Every last bit of it. To care about every photon that hits my eye, to care about any grain of sand on earth, to notice that the fact that there is an entity that I usually call “me” that cares at all is a wonder. Of course, I give a fuck. Maybe it’s more like a “what the fuck?” in the most ethereal and wondrous way?