The Story
I always thought that four years at a school that so heavily emphasized theory and methodology would have somewhat tempered my recklessness. Turns out that it instead merely imparted me with a sense of invincibility. My design is sound; therefore, the execution will be successful. If possible, it’s emboldened me even more; the sole reason I haven’t wound up white chalk on black asphalt can only be that I’ve so far been exceptionally favored by something or someone, be it chance or deity.
Broken down and left with time enough to learn patience. Multiple cartilage tears are not so enjoyable.
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