Given that events consipred against me to ensure that I would miss my company holiday party (or perhaps I was simply too fatigued after coming up with so many incorrect, uncreative ideas per my job description), I have spent the afternoon reflecting further on what really matters. To me. To you. In life. In love. In death. In the next moment and in the next ten years. I've allowed Word Count to guide me and I'm happy to report that despite recent events to the contrary, the universe does seem to have things properly sorted.
Life (154) wins out over death (454). Love (384) wins out over hate (3,107). Quality (596) wins out over quantity (3,775). And singing (3,330), dancing (3,638), jumping (3,428) and running (699) outweigh mediocrity (30,138) ten to one.
What matters to you? Use word count to find out how your words stack up. Or (for the brave and unflinching) use query count to see how people are using word count. Its high time the universe had a good sussing out.
