Counter of Beans
- Stolen Bike
I just walked out this morning to find that my bike was stolen. There's a sickening feeling sitting in my stomach. I can't stop thinking about what I could've done to prevent this. On top of that, I think about how much money I put into that bike and how much money and effort will need to go into getting a new one, not to mention keeping that one safe. Why do people suck?
Myself
- Imposter Syndrome
I'm starting to think that if I can't get rid of imposter syndrome, then perhaps I should just sink into that role. I could make it into a little game. For how long can I fool everyone into thinking I belong here? I'll work the best I can, do as I'm told, and wear a mask of enthusiasm and intrigue. All while saving my best efforts for my true passions and safeguarding my mental health.
