The holidays have a way of making me turn inward.
I find everything about them overstimulating and just…too much.
When I look back, I realize they’ve always had this effect on me, but since becoming a parent, the overstimulating factor is amplified. 1,936 more words
Isn’t it peculiar how one is often surprised and shockingly dismayed by perfectly statistically novel things?
Take for example ones intelligence, good looks, creativity:
Do you recall the epoch not long after the dawn of adulthood in which you realized that despite what you imagined for so many years, that you’re in no way particulary special in regard to intelligence, attractiveness, creativity etc? 76 more words