I never finish anything I start or put my mind to. I have a closet full of half-finished projects, a list of projects to start probably never, and a notebook full of plans and ideas for a novel or poems that I'll never actually develop.
Promises I make to myself last a short time if at all. I'm passionate, but only for a little while. It always peters out. Always.
I'm a jack of all trades, but an expert at nothing, unless you count abandoning and giving up.
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