Aww, that’s kinda nice. My inner voice is just a psychopath.
Well, that’s definitely not disconercerning!
If my inner voice wasn’t a drill instructor, I’d never get anything done.
My shoulder critic is my mom. I’m working on evicting her from my brain, but yeah. It’s a thing.
Yeah, feeling this!
This is the same voice that gets me through command line Linux every day for my job, lol.
“Who remembered a grep flag on only the third try after only using the same command 2,000 previous times?”
“It was me! I did!”
Earl is me in the past that did something for me now, thanks Earl(ier on).
Ron (LateRON) is who I do it for. Do it for Ron, be grateful to Earl. Self-sufficiency 101.
Do it for Ron, be grateful to Earl. Self-sufficiency 101.
That’s delightful. Thanks.
Ain’t it though? Been nice to me…
Many years ago I remember having this very same feeling about taking a left turn at an intersection. It was a smooth turn, maybe it was about the rate at which I accelerated and returned the wheel to the centre position, the car didn’t jolt it any way… so I just felt extra proud about myself on that.
This also illustrates the importance of listening to my inner six-year old.
There’s no better feeling than realizing I’ve just done something that my six year old self would have bragged about for weeks.
