i encounted a very interesting conversation yesterday. and i found out how mentally strong or weak i was, comparatively. all these choir talk have been spiralling my mind like some flushing toilet bowl.
complaining, to the strong, was nothing but being feeble. yet, to be able to throw away the redundant was equivalent to an organised secretary. and a good secretary is essential for success.
on a learning journey now. that's how i see it. the road ahead seems really really far. but i look back and see the stretch behind. how do i know im getting better? cause if i was me in the past, i would have never admitted that there was the stretch ahead.
