Obviously I’m good at everything. I excelled at soccer since a young age, and the ball always gravitated directly to my face to break my glasses. I also am an excellent singer - I’m off pitch nearly half the time I sing. My talent with working out is fantastic. A weight recently dropped on my thumb and crushed the soft tissue. I clearly am a woman of many, many talents. The one I particularly excel at is probably reading. Since quarantine I have read approximately 20 trash sci-fi and fantasy novels, which were all really good actually. Not a single one expanded my understanding of the universe.
I am jack of all trades, master of none. That’s my game. I can do anything I put my mind to but I’m never the best of the best, only decently skilled at whatever it is. I have the same grade in every subject/class and I never have liked one more than the other. If there’s one thing you were to ask me to pick out about myself that I’m better at than everybody else, it’s an impossible question for somebody who can adequately do anything.
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