Do worthwhile work, look at it, then believe that you can do it again.
I started a new job awhile ago, and was chatting with a new friend/coworker. In the course of the conversation, I said that I don’t really use duplicity on a daily basis; that I do my best to represent the world as accurately as I can. Which is true.
And also not true.
On reflection, it seems I’m entirely capable of duplicity, and worse, I do it every day. Twelve hours a day, five days a week, for literally years now. It’s the kind of duplicity necessary to work on someone else’s passion instead of your own for hours a day, to slog back home and do it all over again the next morning.
I like to think of myself as representing the world as truthfully as I can; and in some ways I do; when recalling details or a sequence of events or whatever. But to myself; it seems I’m a compulsive liar. And I don’t know how to stop.
“The best part about the library is finding the book you weren’t looking for.”
“A Constitution of Government once changed from Freedom, can never be restored. Liberty, once lost, is lost forever.”
“Some days you get the bear. Some days the bear gets you.”
“Don’t do it because you love it. Do it because you can’t live without it.”
In the dark, my cellphone resembles a coaster a little too closely.
It still works, though.