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March 21, 2015 by musehick

I spent a lot of today doing physical work, and it is weird to me that I displayed some aptitude. There is, with anything, something given to any interaction by the other person’s expectation, and I am not expected to be inept, and so I find myself not being.

It’s weird, but with my writing, and the world I have sculpted to go alongside it, I have never doubted my ability, and so I have never attracted too much of the kind of criticism an insecure person might pull in.

Any area I feel my own lack of strength I present that to the world like an open wound and they tend to point at it and make it feel like even more of an issue. It is my own fault – what I should really be doing is fixing the problem and not talking about it, and not advertising it as something that you should think of when you think of me.

Get better in any area and it improves your performance in any single area, so I take up each issue as and when I notice it, and I fix it.


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