Stop Chasing the Bird: A Looney Tune for Your Mind
If you have ever woken up and felt like you are back at the start line, new plan, same old you, trust me. I know the feeling. Somewhere out here in the dusty desert of your mind, you are me — Wile E. Coyote, Super Genius. Eyes locked on that smug little blur called the Roadrunner... Beep beep!
A Dusty Note from the Desert
Updated for the Unscripted Mind
A dusty note found pinned to a canyon wall. Scribbled by Wile E. Coyote, Super Genius, who finally sat down long enough to write it.
It reads:
Dear Fellow Chaser,
If you’ve ever woken up with a new plan
but the same ache—
you already know me.
Call me Coyote.
Not clever.
Not fast.
But relentless in all the wrong directions.
I have strapped fireworks to my back.
Painted fake tunnels on real walls.
Ordered every bright promise from the catalog.
And stood, soot-faced,
as it all blew up—again.
It’s funny in a cartoon.
It’s brutal in real life.
And no,
it was never about the bird.
Not really.
I wasn’t chasing lunch.
I was chasing worth.
Proof.
Something that would finally say
you are enough now.
We all have our own versions.
The promotion.
The perfect body.
The spiritual awakening that solves everything.
We say it’s about freedom.
But most days, it’s about escape.
Here’s what they never show in the reruns:
You can stop.
You can sit down in the dirt.
Covered in ash.
Still unsatisfied.
And just breathe.
The bird will still be out there,
running laps through your nervous system.
But you—
you can choose to stay.
To let the ache be seen.
To watch the dust settle.
To learn the shape of silence again.
That’s the part no gadget gives you.
That’s the part no plan can skip.
You are not broken.
Just tired of pretending the chase will fix you.
Rest.
Let the Roadrunner run.
Beep beep.
Sincerely,
Wile E. Coyote, Unscripted
Thanks for wandering the desert with me for a moment. Funny how a childhood cartoon can sneak in a lesson we spend our whole lives trying to catch. May you spot your own Roadrunner today...and maybe...this time just let it run. Hope you enjoyed this little unscripted moment.
Be well and always remember to JUST BREATHE!
The Dissident’s Call
If this spoke to you, pass it on.
Not because it will fix anything.
But because someone else might need to know
they’re not alone in questioning.
Still breathing,
—The Unscripted Mind