If, At Some Future Point, My Face

I Needed To Understand This Random Bad Bit Of Luck As Part Of A Bigger Design. Otherwise I Was Suffering Meaninglessly. This Made The Suffering A Lot Worse.

If I'd Done The Discovery Before I Wrote The Book, Then There Would Be Nothing To Discover. It Would Feel Dutiful Instead Of Exciting.

I Wont Deny That I Have A Far More Productive Writing Life Without The Internet, Mostly Because I Rekindle My Ability To Concentrate On One Thing For A Period Of Longer Than Three Minutes. My Curiosity Is Channeled Inward Rather Than Internet-ward.

I Guess What I Find So Interesting About Memory, And Its Role In A Person's Identity, Is How The Attempt To Achieve Accuracy Requires You To Remove Yourself From Your Life In An Authorial Manner.

If You Agree With An Outside Person's Interpretation Of You, That's A Happy Bit Of Affirmation. It Means You're Communicating Externally What You Believe To Be True Internally. If You Disagree, It Helps Clarify How You Understand Yourself. And Maybe Makes You Productively Question How To Improve Your Communication Skills.