Selective Amnesia

Taking stock

So I turned 23 y’day. Rather uneventful a day. Went to work and all. Guess it is time to do some stock taking.

Can’t seem to be able to shake off the feeling that, somehow, I am destined to be great. In spite of all my setbacks, all my hurdels, I think I shall be the greatest, most popular person ever to be born.

Then again, I already am.