I wish I were smarter.
That’s what I caught myself thinking the other day. My next thought was that I’m not as smart as I used to be. My third thought was a question,
What if I am as smart as I used to be because I never was as smart as I thought I was?
Maybe I just faked it better before. I spoke with authority, saying things that sounded true, so everyone thought I was smart. Or maybe I was delusional and believed I spoke the truth. Does that mean I’m saner now because I know how much I don’t know?
The blogger pondereth.