When I was a teenager I was convinced that I was incredibly smart. I passed my classes without much study, I memorized huge chucks of music and dialog, I scored in the top 0.002% on the SATs, and I graduated 8th in a class of 450. And then I went to a very fancy and expensive liberal arts college on the west coast. Everyone there was either a valedictorian or a salutatorian. I went from being an A- student to a D+ student faster than I knew what hit me. Everyone there was incredibly smart and I found that I was not.
Sometimes I start to think I’m the smartest person in the room, but I can feel in my heart that is just not the case. If I seem smart to you know that this is just an illusion. I sure do.
Sent from phone 25 February 2023