
“Should’ve Gotten Gas”
This past Monday I was taking a half-day off to go out to Stinson Beach with my husband.
I was driving up to Montclair to do one last errand before we left. I looked down and saw I had a quarter tank of gas. A little voice inside said,
“Get more gas.”
Did I listen to that voice?
Nope.

The Gene Keys Keep Finding Me
I tell myself, "Enough is enough. No more Gene Keys today." I close the book, put it on the shelf, and walk away. Five minutes later, my nose is back in the book.
I have listened to or read a Gene Key daily for two and a half years. Every. Single. Day. And if I try to take a break, somehow, the book returns to me, flipping open as if to say, "Oh, you thought you were done? Think again."