when the winds of change dare to pelt you across the face and call you 'george', plant your feet on the ground, strike your best 'power pose', call on all the wildebeasts to which you have a direct line in the area, summon them from the depths of the dirty dirt between your toes, and stand still. don't move forward. refuse to move forward until the winds are tame again or at least whistling a pleasanter tune and then slowly foot muscle by foot muscle move forward.
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