My story so far is partly one of failing at everything, but doing just about enough at the last moment to scrape over the line. As the years ticked by, I eventually crawled a fair way. I have no regrets or pride, just bemusement.
It is satisfying to warm up in front of a fire after numbing coldness.
Why don’t people read audiobooks on camera with autocue? Listening is great, but it would be nice to have an option to see the complete performance. Reading as a spectacle used to be a thing, e.g. Charles Dickens and his grand tours.
DIY teaches: know thy tools.
I love and hate ambiguity.
[Insert Here] is overrated.