I hate it when I drop the ball. Sometimes it’s a big ball. Sometimes not very significant. Regardless of the size, I tend to think of myself as “better than that”. I am not the most organized person in the world. I am also not flighty. But, I do live somewhere in between. Maybe it’s because I don’t care? Maybe it’s because I set myself up for failure? Maybe it’s just a reality of life. The ball gets dropped. Own up to it and move on.
I just hope it doesn’t roll away.
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