In comparison, my sideways journey, my jagged path, will always be unfamiliar to those who never needed to consider their choices.

I can never be as impressive as you; I adorn my portfolio with places and skills and projects and causes. But I am bare.

I can’t keep up.

I won’t keep up.

I’m not designed to keep up.

I am absurd and awkward and weird and misguided and blunt and unrefined; I practice leading with the wrong.

You reflect to me all the things that I didn’t know to reach for.  And this leaves me anxious and strange.

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