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Unfinished

As a child I had a go at so many sports: tennis, judo, athletics, badminton, horse riding. I've done them all. And probably many more which I have already erased from my memory. I've gone to hours and hours of music lessons, piano lessons and music history lessons. And yet, after all these years I'd struggle to be decent at any of these things.

One of my childhood assessments pretty much came out with this conclusion: I can get quite good at things with ease, but don't have the stamina to finish things or become great at them.

It's a recurring theme in my life, this "not finishing things".
I gave up university for love (that was my excuse anyway, maybe the option of moving abroad was easier and more convenient than admitting that I didn't like being at university). I used to get told off for always leaving a tiny bit of food on my plate (unless it's cake of course, I'm not daft). I have yet to pick up my professional accountancy education again after taking time out to have children (again, there are easier ways out of things, but it's been a handy excuse not to pick it back up). I haven't taken the photography course to the next level (I enjoy taking pictures, but don't feel I'd ever be good enough to do it professionally). I like drawing but stick to funny stick man people as it doesn't feel too serious. I could go on here...

There are probably more things I don't finish on a regular basis, in day to day life. It's just not my thing.

So over the years, I've dabbled in things, liked them, became reasonably good at them and then just... gave up instead of persevering.

I'm good at some things, but great at none.
Maybe it's my messy, creative nature. The need to be impulsive. Try new things, but never commit.

Maybe one day I'll figure out what it is I can be great at. I'm hoping this blog will help me discover it.  That's if I stick with it...

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