I really love myself in a way that’s completely irreversible. Not even my mistakes and flaws can pull me back into the bottomless pit of self-damnation. I have decided: there is no room for recline.
I’ve always considered myself a wise fool. I’m very aware, very observant, very intelligent and somehow still capable of doing the dumbest shit imaginable. Life is my art I guess.
I’ve been identifying gaps in my skills and working on them.
It’s uncomfortable realizing you’re not as good as you thought.
But I’d rather face the gaps, learn, and grow than let my ego keep me comfortable.