Sloppy thinking gets worse over time.
I really like doing the laundry, because I succeed at it. But I loathe putting it away. It is already clean.
It's necessary to start most work alone. But I'm tickled to death when I can pull somebody in or join someone, whether it's borrowing poetry or traveling with an associate.
Abuse of power comes as no surprise
I wanted to be an abstract painter, but I was rotten at it.
I wanted to support things that are helpful to people and maybe bash what I think is dangerous. So I switched from being everybody to being myself.