Do you like how descriptive I am? My last post was about “trying things,” and this one is about being bad “at stuff.”
Writing is hard. Finding the right words in your head and translating them into cohesive, pretty sentences on a page (digital or otherwise) is hard. But I do it anyway, because as Yoda said, “Do or do not. There is no try.”
Words to live by, people.
Which is all to say that this babbling introduction is relevant to what I’ve been thinking about recently, because this is a story about failure.
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January has always been a weird month for me. It’s the start of a new year, so I find it confusing to reflect on everything I did in January at the end of the year: Wait, what? I did that this year? Also, it’s my birthday month, so I have to grapple with my annual mini-crisis of being another year older and feeling perpetually ~17.
With all the turmoil and reflection that accompanies the new year, I wasn’t sure how I wanted to approach 2018 by the end of December. Then, a week (or two) into January, I came up with a challenge for myself: I would try something new – anything, really – at least once every month for the entire year.
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