79 pages into my life in france and it already looks like my copy of atlas shrugged. julia child is my hero.
Upon reflection, I decided I had three main weaknesses: I was confused (evidenced by a lack of facts, an inability to coordinate my thoughts, and an inability to verbalize my ideas); I had a lack of confidence, which caused me to back down from forcefully stated positions; and I was overly emotional at the expense of careful "scientific" thought. I was thirty-seven years old and still discovering who I was.
