I have always been my greatest mystery. You might expect that of a toddler. Everything is new to them. I remember the first time I managed to put on clothes all by myself. I looked in the mirror and there I was, not quite three years old in a blue seersucker nightgown and bunny slippers. It must have impressed me, because I still remember it.
It's not much different now. I am still a treasure chest filled with surprises.
Every time I try something new I am amazed at myself when it works out. Which is not the same thing as saying I excel at it, just that I can do it.
It is sort of like being dipped in the fountain of youth. The novelty of a new thing is often a challenge, generally invigorating, and sometimes accompanied by hives! Yet in the end it improves my life in some way.
I think the secret is expecting to succeed and not having too many preconceived ideas. As long as my head is above water I'm headed in the right direction. I may not have a road map, or really any map at all, but as long as I keep moving, I am ahead of the game.
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