One month ago.
I discover, quite by chance, that someone I've never had the taste for actually writes in a style I enjoy reading.
"Heck, this person can write?" is my disbelieving statement. But yes, that person can write, and much, much better than I can.
Slap yourself, me, and let's get on with life.
On the same day, I also find out that another person, whose only merit to me before this is a rather boring niceness, is wonderfully gifted in art and design, in a way I can only ever dream of being.
Slap yourself, me, and let's die of shame right here, right now.
That was a month ago. Today, I talked to that first person I mentioned. I think life is a little bit nicer now. :)
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