I just used the word “smidgen” [smidgeon/smidgin] in a sentence with a client. Shortly thereafter, I actually referred to myself as a “noob” [newb/n00b]. Oh my.

I fear that, with only a little encouragement, my reputation could become my façade. The identity I have striven to project now burdens me with the effort required to continue it into perpetuity. Life has that banal exhausted edge again, and I’ve already been down this road once or twice at this time of year in ones previous.

Failure to thrive is a pronouncement of death.