It hit me yet again

A semi. Hit me, then backed over me. It wasn't actually a truck, it was just a metaphor.

To my detractors

I can't hear how stupid you are over your douchebaggery.

Remember when?

I'd rather not. In fact, please don't bring it up.

Lack of Pride Goeth Before Risk

Tonight I contemplate something that may damage my reputation with a few friends, or become amazing. I realized that pride had pigeonholed me into defending an idea that doesn't exist. Ego had inflated my sense of importance, as if I needed to protect my identity. Pride ends as an attempt to protect an idea of yourself in lieu of expanding it.