Ever look at a modern art painting and think, "I could do that"—and then actually try, only to realize… Is it kinda hard? That's been my life philosophy. I've always been a little unreasonably optimistic about what I can achieve, and honestly, it's worked out so far. I don't call it overconfidence, I call it optimism with a strong work ethic. Maybe that comes from growing up with late-diagnosed dyslexia, where every lesson had to be learned the hard way (and sometimes even twice). My parents never let me play the "special accommodations" card, and I'm grateful for it. It taught me that effort beats excuses, every. Single.Time. So yes, I'm the kind of person who truly believes I can do anything… right up until I realize how much work it'll take, and I try anyways. Fueled by caffeine, curiosity, and a stubborn need to prove that maybe—just maybe—modern art isn't that hard after all.
PS: Yes, that is me assisting in a rhinoplasty, but that's a different story.
