This morning, I read a quote from Neil Gaiman, talking about Imposter Syndrome, and how he (of all people) struggles to feel like he has earned a place of respect in the cultural consciousness. He talked about meeting Neil Armstrong at a social function and discovering that even _he_ struggled to feel like he was deserving of the space and accolades awarded to him. It made me think: how do I interact with the world? Like I deserve to be here? Like an imposter?
It’s hard, though, isn’t it, to not careen through life like its all a bit accidental? Sometimes, success seems like a fluke, failure seems like a fault and all the hard work in the world ultimately can lead no-where.
2018 has just arrived. It is my desire for this year to be one that I engage, whole-heartedly, like I deserve to be here.
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