At thirty years old, I am constantly learning how little I know.

I must frequently face my own nescience and come to terms with the fact that there is always someone smarter, always someone more creative, and always – ALWAYS – someone more talented that will beat me in every battle.

With this recurring dose of humility, I’ve come to accept that there are people that will enter my life for only a brief period of time, and that is both a blessing and a curse. I grow from my time with them, I learn from the experiences I share. Some of the lessons are positive, while some leave me reeling, wishing for a way to turn back time.

Since a time machine isn’t possible, I must accept that certain people play a role in my history and, in doing so, will play an integral role in my future. Understanding the qualities I can’t stand will help me to seek out the opposite in the future. Recognizing the mistakes I made will, hopefully, prevent me from making them again. Awareness of my previous naivete should, ideally, make me wiser and more skeptical in the future.

People come, people come. In some cases, their backs are the most beautiful feature they have.

Optimistic for better days ahead,

~ Victoria Elizabeth