So this is the first post of what I hope could ultimately be a life-changing concept… If you’ve not read the big idea – find out what it’s all about.
Today, Wednesday, I ambled into town, eyes downcast, deep in thought that doubtless wasn’t deep. On the cracked and dirty tarmac sidewalk lay a lone penny. My first thought was “that’s not worth picking up.” My second thought was “imagine if I picked it up, and was caught on camera looking like the kind of person that picks up pennies.” My third thought was that I wanted to be that person – because maybe I could do something good with the pennies.
By now I was 50 yards on, and I didn’t turn back. Instead I grabbed a coffee, sat and got overexcited. Or justifiably excited. Time will tell. But I couldn’t think about anything else. I wrote this post in my head a hundred different ways, and I walked home still thinking. Thinking so hard that I walked past the penny again, and this time had to backtrack. It was still there. Now it’s on the bookshelf in my study. Lonely and isolated, but hopefully not for long.