I’m coming late to the party, but I just read about Smith Magazine‘s six-word memoir concept. It’s pretty simple: tell your life story in six words. Should we try it? I’ll start. You add. (Lurkers, please join in!)
Jess:
Happiness: reading in bed eating olives.
What? Huh? I don’t get it.
I love the idea of a six-word memoir! Summing up your life in six words seems quite impossible. Seven would be easier, but if you up it to seven, where would it end…? Anyway, I’m not sure if this is my memoir, or what I’d like to be my memoir, or simply my current definition of happiness, building, of course, on your memoir:) Here goes.
Weekday adventures; lazy Sundays in bed.
Eat, Sleep, Toil. Repeat, Repeat, Repeat.