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I don't even know if I'm swimming or just struggling. I can't stop analyzing. I want to trace the roots of my lucky success, and I lose out on the moment. I'm not even selfish enough to be interesting. I always have this inadequacy in all but the most, to me, trivial things. What difference does it make if I can write a concise and convincing review if I freeze like a deer in headlights when I'm supposed to make a bold move. So what if I can weigh many options if the opportunity has passed. I just don't know what I want, let alone how to get there. Someone, yes, but how, under what conditions. My vision of success is driving a Mercedes with a sexy girl in a short dress in the passenger seat. Is that 1) achievable, 2) really enough?
Something simple, like a test, or a race. I will know when I'm good at it. Can I ever stop making life more complicated than it needs to be.
Something simple, like a test, or a race. I will know when I'm good at it. Can I ever stop making life more complicated than it needs to be.