on developing a new habit

and cashing in on literary hygiene

Thank you for your patience.

Thank you for showing up and reading. This letter writing habit is twenty months old. It took a while to take root. Now that it’s established, writing everyday seems more necessary to me than most personal hygiene rituals.

This may not be true for the people whom I share the house with.

The animals?

They seem to like it when I don’t wash. They’re much more interested in sniffing every part of me when my hygiene has been dubious.

I can become more ripe than a green grocer with broke refrigeration.

Dogs don’t just follow me home. They fight over who gets to sniff me the longest.¹

Though generally clean I can be inconsistent when it comes to taking a shower.

Bathing, brushing teeth, other hygiene measures, our brain mostly automates. We do certain things at certain times, on most days. They are habits. Habits help keep us clean.

My writing habit here can be similar. My grammar and spelling is at times, a bit messy.

In this foolsletter, I’ve been messy, on purpose as …