thought of the day: it's really hard not comparing yourself to every single person around you.
Her work is better than mine He's smarter than me She's way prettier
But you know, those thoughts don't get me anywhere, they just bring me down. The only person I should be comparing myself to is... Me. Has my work improved? Am I trying my hardest? What can I do better?
Of couse, easier said than done -- as always.
Well, I guess I'll go work on that ... In the meantime, I'll leave you with this slightly creeper picture of me...
we danced in the middle a waltz, or something like it, to salsa music so perfectly awkward next to their flawlessly swaying hips, and they smiled as we tried. the song changed and they all came out to the dance floor feet stepping and arms pumping and we kept on dancing even as we stood out.