I am my own worst enemy. Rather than thinking about things, I need to do things. It would seem that whenever I try to accomplish something with forethought, things fall apart. Everything "good" that I have accomplished has been the result of dumb luck, or the exact opposite of what I was initially seeking at least.
Ironic that it would seem that free will is a curse, huh?
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