This is the story about a guy and confidence. Said guy lacks said confidence so he tries to go about ways to circumvent it. Honestly the post doesn’t make that much sense, but there’s no use in telling you the ending in the summary.
Confidence. I lack it.
In this case it’s confidence in my ability to write. My lack of confidence in everything else can be equated the metaphorical elephant in the room.
It’s quite the double-edged sword, blogging is. On one hand, I can talk in ways here that would get me slapped across the face. Not that I do, but I could. On the other hand, I seem to suck at the only language I know how to speak in. I have habits of writing really long run-on sentences and overuse commas, so much so that it starts ...




