This is slowly turning into some kind of parody of everything I abhor: lack of direction, arrogance, ignorance and complacency. Every time I sit down to write something, I come up with nothing in its full glory.

So many ideas in my head, yet so little time to test them out. Or perhaps so little enthusiasm or faith.
Many of us curse other people's work, creations, opinions - it is the easiest thing in the world after all to be an armchair critic. Even constructive criticism is a miss as it makes us feel so important and knowledgeable, so much higher than that pathetic thing that we are criticising. We always would have know the correct procedure to implement or get out of a no-win situation. Come on, it is soooo easy. Easy when you know how, easy in hindsight, easy when we are not under pressure, mental or physical, easy when we can see the whole picture.
Nothing is ever black and white, 0 or 100. You're never safe, never exempt from any kind of calamity or tragedy. Sadly we only see this when we've been taught a very hard lesson. Don't ever make the mistake of falling into De Bono's intelligence trap.
I've always aspired to do everything I set my sights on, becoming a jack of many trades and master of none in the process, and yet I find myself criticising mercilessly all those that have succeeded doing precisely the same. And then it only prompts me to promise myself never to do that again. Until the next time.
Perhaps it's time for some serious self-criticism.