Thorns in the Cushion

Embarrassingly, I never know whether to fight something or let it lie. The question to accept rebuke (most especially a personal indictment) or strive beyond it is a difficult one. To look at one's capacity and decide whether to attempt expansion or to sagely avoid destruction is in no-wise a mathematic determination. I think it has mostly to do with pride or alternately "cajones."

Is it possible, by belief, to step over deficiencies? American Idol suggests otherwise. But perhaps they have reached a sublimer artistry than the crude masses can comprehend. Perhaps all that really matters is your confidence. If you are lucky, your expression lends itself to more, or just smarter, people.

But it's more complicated than that. I think. Dog gone you Thackeray. Dog gone you.