At one of my early jobs I worked for a woman who was a sticky note freak.
I sympathize with her now, because I think she was massively overwhelmed
by working life, and thought she had to write every thought she ever
had down on a sticky note (also known as post-it notes) and put them on the
bulletin board. She had a bulletin board that covered one wall of our small office.
instantly feel nervous, and annoyed. We did our jobs, and she quit after a few
months -- but that experience "stuck" with me -- (pardon the pun).
my once-a-week class at night. So one night I just started writing love notes
on sticky notes and put them everywhere I thought Steven might see them
in the morning.
fridge I found "You sustain me." I mean. Aw. So sweet.
Who knew -- younger self.
Until then -- as I tell my students -- words are powerful.