IF I WERE A HAMMER...

 

Over the past week, I've been conflicted. Do I keep quiet about inconvenient matters that get my hackles up, whereby maintaining a "popular kid on campus" status? Or, do I let 'er rip and suffer being relegated to the howling fringe where the rebellious malcontents go?

Our guides do provide pithy prodding when we least expect it. The answer to my conundrum came wrapped in a fortune cookie last night. The funny thing is---this aphorism had been reverberating in my noggin over and over this week. All it took was smashing the cookie to reveal its affirmative nugget of truth within.