i have horrid sitting posture at work. well i don't actually have great posture in general, for someone who considers herself quite feminine. growing up my dad used to always try to get me to pull my shoulders back, to prevent me from slouching, i guess i'm not as much of a sloucher (except when sitting) anymore but i definitely don't make the conscious effort to walk with my shoulders back, chest out. i mean my friends call me martha, but i think the properness only pertains to party hosting and decor. once i arrive at work i kick my shoes off and my feet never touch the ground. my legs are always tucked on the chair with me. i'm also usually slouched low enough where you can't even see that me behind my monitors.. the lights in my office turn off multiple times a day because well, i'm just too ninja.
This is where the hungry come to feed. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It's probably worth it.