If you ever feel like a failure, look up pigeon nests. Pigeons do not give a fuck. They take the chronic fatigue approach of “fuck it I am too tired for this shit, that’s good enough.”
That’s going to be my approach to everything right now. Not striving for perfection. Not striving for excellence. Not even striving for my former “good”. We’re just going for the Pigeon Gold Standard for awhile. So if you guys catch me being a tryhard, remind me to think of the pigeons.
