Would it help?

Last night I went on a movie date with my 75 year old grandparents to see Bridge of Spies with America's sweetheart, Tom Hanks, and a huge cast of people I didn't recognize other than good old Landry from Friday Night Lights who's making the rounds in major motion pictures this fall.

To say going to see a picture with the two of them was cute would be the understatement of the year.  They are avid movie goers, and very much in love after 55+ years of marriage.  And they were so tickled by the fact that I wanted to spend a random Tuesday night with them.

It was super nice to be out with people who were super excited to spend time with me.

So that's fun.  And the movie was stellar.  Spielberg tells a damn good story.  

Three times (naturally, since it was a joke), the Russian spy character asks Tom Hanks' character whether it would help if he worried. 

And beyond it being a cute gimmick, the question's become my new inspiration for this season of life.  The answer's so reassuring.  Of course it wouldn't.  Worrying will literally never help anyone's cause. 

I'm picking up wisdom like this and like the 4 Agreements below left and right these last few months of being 30.  And life is good.