Sometimes when I’m up late, I think of college, when I had the sleeping “schedule” of, well, a college student. “This is just like when I was in school,” I think, as if nothing about me has changed. But I have changed. I didn’t want to spend a lot of time on this blog entry since I’m in the middle of doing something, so after thinking for a few minutes, I wrote out a list of things that are different about me now compared to when I was in school. I deleted most of the list, because it really boiled down to one thing:
Now, fear of failure or embarrassment does not stop me from trying.
A few years ago, I only tried something if I was relatively sure I could succeed, or at least not fail horribly. I spent most of my time alone in my room.